Coming Down The Road Poem by Dorsey Baker

As I look down the road
I can see them coming
all these
strange people
with funny faces
and funny voices
its so many of them
look like
every color every race
every shape
every size
they look like
people who have been
hiding their
true identity!
for a very long time!
some of them
you wouldn't know
who they
are
unless they let you know
you know the kind
the ones who fear!
being attacked
never brave enough
to show themselves
being themselves!