Justice Delayed
For a quarter
of a hundred years
We waited
hidden.
Others losing heart.
We listened
blending
Others died.
We listened
motionless
We learnt all there is
and more
Till our hairs greyed and fell
We waited
invisible.
Living among spiders.
Then the forth came,
Chosen,
The boy
Gave us a fighting chance
Giving us,
The only hope we had
He saw the road
Turned us into hungry lions,
launched
An irresistible pride unto ourselves,
And wise humility.
Copyright © Ryan Farmer | Year Posted 2014
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