Cassie and Oppression

This poem is a response to the oppression that Cassie feels in the third chapter of Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry.
I tremble and shake.
I am huddled and awake.

I want to blow past these feelings.
Go deeper, unfurrow my brow beatings.

I push them deep into my head.
The fear of what they could do, it spreads.

We proved something to ourselves.
I thought we did, I can’t now tell.

The ditch we dug was our stand in the sand.
Purchased with fleeting thoughts, our dirty plan.

If they have the rights, we are always wrong.
Our sense of hope is lost, injustice prolonged.

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