Equality Poem by Billy Loving

Equality, so different would it be
If only through my eyes you could see
Just fleeting visions in my dreams
So improbable, it sometimes seems
Filled with constant frustration
So tired of this unending situation
Thoughts of what might have been
Inside, patience wearing so thin
My life slowly withering away
Like a flowers bloom in the sun baked clay
Hope, my saving grace
As I cope with another day in this place
Some days I hate it so much
Faith, my ever present crutch
The Lord's words I read
Giving me the guidance that I need
On him I can always depend
My resolve, my strength, that will see me through till the end