May 1, 2015 Civil Rights Movement 4 Comments Civil rights movement Alive and well in our young Picking up the torch We hoped these days passed Only to smoulder again Into raging fire . ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~ Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related Posted by Dom DiFrancesco in Poetry Tagged: anger, causes, civil rights, Civil Rights Movement, Constitution, death, dying, equal rights, Freddie Gray, gay, hatred, inequality, lesbian, LGBT, poverty, prejudice, protests, racism, riots, separation
No rest for the wicked, if the wicked are those being oppressed and stomped on! Very well written! Reply
I really hope that the momentum builds Nikki, it has such a long road yet to go. Thank you my friend. Reply
No rest for the wicked, if the wicked are those being oppressed and stomped on! Very well written!
Thank you Olden, I appreciate it. :)
“Alive and well”… yes!
I really hope that the momentum builds Nikki, it has such a long road yet to go. Thank you my friend.