Poetry – Page 2 – Outlaws, Outrages and Outright Lies

I Never Marched

I Never Marched I never marched with Martin, nor crossed the Edmond Pettis Bridge, My people never felt, the lash that forced bondage. Never took a Freedom Ride, like Goodman, Schwerner or Cheney, Never faced a burning cross, nor saw a Black man hanging from a tree. Never saw the little girls, in Birmingham toContinue reading “I Never Marched”

Dancin’ in the Dirt

Dancin’ in the Dirt I never made the big time, nor raced the Astrodome. Just did my best like the rest, and loaded up for home. It didn’t matter where I was, on Sunday I’d be racin’. Stand on the pegs and gas it, no matter where yer placin’. In the desert South of Vegas,Continue reading “Dancin’ in the Dirt”