Febuary Black History Month Poem by Paige Thomas

The sound of water fill my ears,
Countless memories of the winter years,
Another winter still is long,
the sun again will withdrawn,

See the shadows pass away,
just alike the fiery day,
Ticking of the life time clock,
throws the missing of the timeless walk,

All that held hand in hand,
that of those who took a stand,
to fight for freedom to be freed,
to all of them who had agreed.

People mashed in innocent marches,
they fought along the governments clutches,
They shouted things to clear the slurs,
they thought about what could occur.