I can see your
Wrinkles
But never once saw
Your flaws
Oceans of
Waves that crowns
Your face
Showing us
That numerous storms
Had passed
You helped us to be
Ready
To step off our arc
I saw you walking
With a limp
But I heard of days
You had walked
So many miles
For freedom
Even if your steps
Are slow now
Speed was never
Our determining factor
Anyways
Because your movement
Always was on time
I wasn’t there to witness
Or help you
Battle your social injustice
But I’m here now to tell you
That you are much appreciated
Your not just a body
That looks as if its worn
From rights of humanity
That the powers that be
Had more than often torn
Through your life we triumph
So the red sea
That appears on
Your face so long ago
Departed it now becomes
Our trophy of faith
A sure sign of our creator
Abundance and grace …
Giving us serenity
In whats to come
By Deon Souldier Ballard