Poem: The Parade of Injustice

Poem: Parade of Injustice

By: Veverly Edwards
www.veverlymyers.com

I wonder now, as I am pushed and shoved forward

                Did I once stand by the side with averted eyes?

                Refusing to look up, can’t be a witness

                Or maybe afraid that humanity may strike me

               

                As I looked on the crowd, searching for a familiar face

                I thought I saw one, but the jerk of a head

                Roll of eyes, and a twisted face

                They didn’t want to be identified

                And so onward I moved, and out of sheer exhaustion

                I shouted “Don’t you see what they’ve done?”

                Then suddenly a lady in the parade scorned me

                “What are you doing? They don’t care”

                “But if they heard me, if they saw me,” I said

                “Do you think they are blind?” she replied

                As I looked around, I saw the signs

                Innocent convicted, Guilty set free

                Oh, I see a Christian, I see a Christian

                How excited I was, and then to my surprise

                Their glare vexed my spirit, I started to despair

                But the spirit reminded me, Of My Lord, My God

               

                As I looked ahead, the line was thinning

                For a moment, I thought we were progressing

                As I approached the turn, I saw onlookers waving

                Give it up! Let it go! Move on!

                People were leaving, they were worn and tired

                And I said to the Lord, “Please can I go?”

                But instead he made me a promise

” I will never forsake you”

So in the parade I stayed.