Freedom

}Freedom will not come today,
This year nor ever-through compromise nor fear,
I have as much right as the other man or woman,
Standing here or there,
Far or near,
To stand on my own two feet,
And own my portion of this land,
We call America,
I tire so of hearing people say let things take their course,
Tomorrow is another day,
Tomorrow may as well be inevitable,
I do not need my freedom when I’m dead,
I cannot live on tomorrow’s bread,
Or yesterday’s tears and sorrow,
Or next years joy and cheer,
I cannot live like this anymore,
In this containment,
In this jail or prison cell if you will,
Freedom is a strong seed planted in a great need,
I live here too,
I want my freedom just as you