29 October 2009
Inspired by The Weekend Wordsmith
photo courtesy of http://www.flickr.com/photos/ghoulmann/
I had traded my picket sign
for a picket fence, but injustice doesn’t disappear
because I am safe. There are battles to be fought,
and I, being the soldier, cannot sit idle;
let this or that chauvinist think it’s ok for him
to leave the chivalry to you.
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