The School House…the Hospital
….Movie balcony in town
We don’t serve Colored folks
…Those memories….abound
Water fountains…Black and White
…Arranged…..side-by-side
Countless hours relegated
…..To back….of bus rides
The only world…I knew
Was segregated by race
…..1940’s teenage years
I grew up…at that place
Now…sitting here…reminiscing
…Life’s years….reminds me
Of Man’s inhumanity to Man
Its recollection has brought me
Intense moments of reflection
Ancient times…ancient places
….Remains vivid…that portrait…
Worried minds….troubled faces
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem