Opened Doors

by | Feb 23, 2022 | Poetry

Somebody had to open the door
I surely couldn’t just walk on in.
Somebody needed to pay a price
Freedom isn’t just given.
So, when I sit down to
a desk
or put my feet beneath
a restaurant’s table,
I need to remember
Ruby and Martin,
Medgar and Emmett.
Ida and Guy,
Rosa and Malcolm.
Barbara and Shirley,
Sojourner and Harriet.
Frederick, W.E.B., and Booker T.
They are the reasons
That we have
Any kind of freedom
Whatever it might be.