This is why I want to turn things around and ask those ghosts without verdancy of decency: “What would YOU do if your mother asked YOU?”
Rosa Parks was 42 y.o then, and the only tired she was, was tired of giving in. Here's a little nugget of wisdom you can use from the first lady of civil rights.
Happy second Saturday in the new year. I bless you. This poem is my response to the incomparable words of Rudyard Kipling's poem "If" Enjoy.
© 2021 selmamartin.com (exclusively) Show me proper courtesy if you wish to reblog this, and ask for written permission to repost. Thank you. This is what I learned today: "a Conceit is a comparison whose ingenuity is more striking than its justness” and that “a comparison becomes a conceit when we are made to concede likeness while being strongly conscious of unlikeness." Wow. I wonder how I did...