standing together in a perfect line
they don’t shout, they don’t move, no facial expression
simply looking forward with a vision
the air is calm and warm
once in a while you’ll see a dried up leave
dancing in the street
they hold strong, this people with a similar bond
burning buildings in the back
screaming babies, minority been attack
robbing and stealing of our rights
yet no one looks back, tears fall from there eyes
sweat pours down there forehead
yet no motion, no sound, grim face never look down
ready to attack, begin a war
no rifles, no knifes
just thesaurus, dictionaries on there backpacks
speeches of lucy parsons,
books of a new form of libertad
no sounds, no emotions just a line formed
no viva la raza, no brownpride, no black panthers
just a united front
all together with a line,
is not a who can scream and show of the most
yet who has the will to stand strong
real revolution, real minds
tired of this world taking advantage of our souls
we must unify and act as one, no need to shout
the most talk able people are always in the back
stand together in a perfect line
they don’t shout, they don’t move
no facial expression simply looking forward with a vision
air is calm and warm
ready to demonstrate what a united front may bring
I can visualize your poem ... means your words are making faces and the issues alive to see and feel... wel done my best and talented friend