i am, become... <br />i am forgiveness, <br />wanted, prayed for, needed, <br />in heart and action... <br />i am the blood of those <br />you killed crying out, <br />in the name of God and humanity! <br />i am the action done with foreknowledge, <br />the action done without intent. <br />and even worse the inaction, <br />that turns the head and closes the eyes. <br /> <br />i am the earth gasping with death, <br />crying out to her children. <br />i am your children, and <br />your children's children... <br />starving at your feet! <br /> <br />i am the people of color <br />you killed without remorse... <br />and the poor of all colors you flush. <br />i am the young boys and girls <br />you sell into slavery, <br />on every darkened corner. <br /> <br />i am the young men you trained <br />and sent to die... <br />to feed your war machine! <br />i am the working class bartered away <br />in the game of oil and dominion... <br /> <br />the memory of your parents and grandparents, <br />all they fought and stood for <br />sold like trinkets on the block. <br />the words of freedom, of Thomas Jefferson, <br />whose grave you now defile... <br /> <br />i am the weeping that has no tears, <br />that tears you inside out. <br />i am the hurt that covers you <br />with shadows and agony, <br />that makes you sick to your soul. <br /> <br />i am numb with silence, <br />struck blind, struck down... <br />i am America kneeling, <br />i am, become...<br /><br />Eric Cockrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-kneeling/
