To kill a mocking bird

With bloody stones

And Hurtful words

With racists

Faces

Ruling out

All the good

For they don't count

As the ones

Of "higher class"

When really

They're the ones

who grasp

The ways of kindness

Yet ruled by fear

Trying hard

to shed a tear

For every one

Who walks us by

For all who cared

For all who tried

Who never truly

Turned their eyes

When they killed

The mockingbirds
(4-25-02)