What Summer Saw
The season has seen some of the worst injustices in the United States of America.
Summertime recalls the marches for Rights.
The sweets and the slushes and the smiles All
In color and in shades of black and White,
Belied the beatings and the vicious call.
Before, summers saw crawling beings go
From the woods to homes just too far away.
They were men but no one wanted to know.
When they escaped in darkness to just stay.
Summers kept hold all of the time despite
The gaze of the other bearing in heat.
Against individualism’s sight.
They would make wrong the song of the Down beat.
Minds more than bodies burned and had, Too, swung.
Justice faltered at everyone that hung.
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