you are,
you will always be
my sweetest haunting,
i loved you first.

Democracy will not come
Today, this year
   Nor ever
Through compromise and fear.

I have as much right
As the other fellow has
  To stand
On my two feet
And own the land.

I tire so of hearing people say,
Let things take their course.
Tomorrow is another day.
I do not need my freedom when I'm dead.
I cannot live on tomorrow's bread.

      Freedom
      Is a strong seed
      Planted
      In a great need.

      I live here, too.
      I want freedom
      Just as you.

a world like this
was never meant to hold you

May we all be spared
the lens of poets
for ignorance is bliss
and only they truly know it

And I've cried enough tears to know they eventually dry off