The One, The Key Poem by Eric Cockrell

I am the one...
Whose name you never knew.
Whose face you forgot.
Whose battle you took for fiction.
Whose mind you banned.
Whose path you condemned.
Whose voice you turned away from.
Whose tongue you severed.

Who built your country,
And plowed your fields.
Who kicked down your doors,
Who rattled your cage.
Who put out your fires,
Only to build bigger ones.
Who crossed your borders,
Set your hostages free.

Who answered your prayers,
Gave your questions a body.
Who stood by your need,
In the face of the storm.
Who sang your song,
Buried your lost ones.
Who wiped your brow,
And gave you the key!