Stepping Out Of Line Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stepping out of line, not wanting to be like everyone
else, hoping to be that special individual who leaves
not just one mark, but many in lines of demarcation.

All while communicating throughout all time, people
knowing and recalling your name all the days of your
life, reflecting thoughts and memories.

Having statues erected across our wonderful nation,
letting everyone come to see the sacredness that we
were once a part of.

Until that is, we were taken upon sunsetical shores
for a final time, moon shining above us as the last
rays of the evening sun finally are put to rest.