When the beggar seems demanding
He simply begs understanding
When choirs sing for all to hear
They prey freedom strike the corrupt Americans ear
When the morning bird call
She insists the suppressed resist urge to bawl
For life's road not traveled with ease
the Heartfelt forced to ignore others pleas
Chances of success lay slim
Equality shed an aperture of light
Unfortunately to dim
for the greedy mans eye
no life form shall suffer the pain of an echoing cry!
The day the dreamers dream with thoughts of achieving
the day life's paths seem not so deceiving
The day the weary begin believing
only then our nations people begin Weaving
the quilt of hope and equality
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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