Poems

Malcom X

I am Malcolm X
I wonder where ancestors  are from
I hear the whites that are angry
I see that we can be free
I am a member of the black Islam's
I pretend we are fine.
I feel that blacks can succeed in getting rights
I touch the hearts of my dear friends
I worry that people are not going to vote   
I cry when I see people that don’t want to vote
I am not Martin Luther King 
I understand that there may be violence
I say it is okay, just fight back
I dream one day blacks will be the dominant race
I try to get everyone the right to vote 
I hope that one day we will all be free
I am a believer

Martin Luther King Jr.

I Am Martin Luther King Jr. 

I wonder if one day my children will be free

I hear my people my struggle

I see my people struggle

I am a person that struggles

I pretend everything is alright

I feel one day I'll see the light

I touch the hearts of my people

I worry one day we will not be equal

I cry for Civil Rights

I am MLK

I understand it may be hard

I say don't lose hope

I dream that one day we will have peace

I try to do my best

I hope to gain that freedom

I am Successful

 Martin Luther

I am Martin Luther King.

I wonder if one day we will be fine

I hear my people cry

I see my children suffer

I am Martin Luther King

I pretend to see freedom

I feel happy 

I touch people

I worry about equal rights

I cry for freedom

I am Martin Luther King

I understand my peoples struggle

I say to myself one day I will be fine

I dream about non-segregated states 

I try to think positive 

I hope my dream will come true

I am an American.

Martin

I am Martin Luther King 

I wonder if we are all going to have the same rights 

I hear cry's 

I see people

I am one of the tortured 

I pretend we have peace 

I feel the other people's thoughts 

I touch me hands 

I cry freedom 

I am America 

I understand the feeling 

I say freedom 

I dream for a truly free America 

I try to forget 

I hope that one day we will all get along 

I am America

MLK Jr.

I am Martin Luther King 

I wonder if we are all going to have the same rights 

I hear cry's 

I see people

I am one of the tortured 

I pretend we have peace 

I feel the other people's thoughts 

I touch me hands 

I cry freedom 

I am America 

I understand the feeling 

I say freedom 

I dream for a truly free America 

I try to forget 

I hope that one day we will all get along 

I am America