Equality

You declare you see me dimly
through a glass which will not shine,
though I stand before you boldly,
trim in rank and marking time.
You do own to hear me faintly
as a whisper out of range,
while my drums beat out the message
and the rhythms never change.

Equality, and I will be free.
Equality, and I will be free.

You announce my ways are wanton,
that I fly from man to man,
but if I'm just a shadow to you,
could you ever understand ?

We have lived a painful history,
we know the shameful past,
but I keep on marching forward,
and you keep on coming last.

Equality, and I will be free.
Equality, and I will be free.

Take the blinders from your vision,
take the padding from your ears,
and confess you've heard me crying,
and admit you've seen my tears.

Hear the tempo so compelling,
hear the blood throb in my veins.
Yes, my drums are beating nightly,
and the rhythms never change.

Equality, and I will be free.
Equality, and I will be free.

by Maya Angelou

Comments (12)

RC, there are no 'disfunctional bachelors' (sic) at this end. Just frustrated, well-adjusted family men. Perhaps that's what bugs certain individuals... H
Thanks Allan, just to add to this: Let them dig. What they will get out of that is two things, one is a bad back combined with a frustrated brain (no big thing because theirs would be no big thing) and it is always possible that she who digs will fall into the hole. Don't you just LOVE cowards? H
Herbert there is a lot of people who call themselves BRUTUS you get a little bit of success, and they come out of the woodwork, with there shiny knives waving there bibles and there university degree, digging into your past they become god, able to fogive sins, try to piss on you they wouldn't have a clue what life is about or poetry for that matter just carry on with your poetry Herbert, it is called freedom of speech they have nothing better to do Warm Regards ALLAN JAMES SAYWELL
is everyone here a disfunctional bachelor? and here I was thinking H was a well adjusted family man- oh the loss of innocence
Sorry to hear that, Herbert. Name and shame? You owe it to (her?) next potential victim...meanwhile, have a good day on the beach and don't forget your sin-goggles.
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