Life Is What You Make It

Born to see it, in the midst of a beautiful change Tis a faux pas in American history A blob of dark ink on an exquisite painting There is no mystery A time with blood and fears reigning This disparity caused a Civil War When avarice possessed no humanity Some realizing the aberration must be no more A great President chose to erase this wretched vanity Human beings, toiled in chains Families ripped apart to not a care Freedom seekers violated, enduring intense pain Yet these new American's clung to hope and prayer. Many lives were lost- at great cost This exquisite painting began again The idea of slavery tossed The artist painted over this shame Erased but not forgotten- triumph not lost. Shall go to the grave- DIEING and knowing. Tis a faux pas in American history A blob of dark ink on an exquisite painting There is no mystery A time with blood and fears reigning