Desegregation
By: Eloise Greenfield
We walk the long path
Lined with shouting nightmare faces,
Nightmare voices,
Inside the school,
There are eyes that glare
and eyes that are distant.
We wish for our friends,
We wish for our old, laughing selves.
We hold our heads up, hold our tears in.
The grown up have said we must be brave, that
only the children can save the country now.
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