Is a question of strength, <br />of unshed tears, <br />of being trampled under, <br />and always, always, <br />remembering you are human. <br /> <br />Look deep to find the grains of hope and strength, <br />and sing, my brothers and sisters, <br /> <br />and sing. The sun will share <br />your birthdays with you behind bars, <br />the new spring grass <br /> <br />like fiery spears will count your years, <br />as you start into the next year; <br />endure my brothers, endure my sisters.<br /><br />Jimmy Santiago Baca<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oppression-2/
