A Nation Made Of Poetry - Poem by Jennifer Ottinger
We are the invisible ones,
Destiny was not for us.
Wishing for our promised words,
To be heard throughout History.
From the Declaration of Independence,
To the Raven.
We did unto others,
as they did unto us.
Yet the beatiful phrases,
were cast aside.
Our tombs may still be,
Although can you still read?
We fought for equality,
Leading simple lives, with signifigant words.
Now as time goes on,
Revolution breaks out.
And eventually our forgotten words,
Will shape your history and
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