I am what I am
Stricken by a pang in the leg
Halted in my march to a higher calling
Tired by people who can’t get along
I rest in the journey to remember John Lewis
Who shared his limitations of being a creature
Beaten down and struck for being black
Rising up to a vision of a common humanity
I join him in the protest against forces of evil
Those who make money off weapons to kill
Nationalists who promote systemic racism
Anyone who likes militarism and nuclear bombs
I am nothing against the bullies of the world
Except a person who searches for a higher truth
By writing a few lines of prophetic poetry
Trying to be honest about what I say and can do.
7/31/20 by Ron Faust
(On occasion of recognizing my limitations in what I can do, but I can write something even if it falls on deaf ears. I was moved by the eulogy of John Lewis on July30, 2020, in the midst of a pandemic.)
