Raise Up
Location
Into the woods of every city
patty cakes are made by bakers men with affections for pyrex and bitter soda
thunderous claps insight a familiar shuffle
the bell is broken
an avalanched of witnesses
7,000 bodies incased in a silhouette of chalk
painted lines
would guide you to believe
in a defined structure
but this chaos assures you
tomorrow is not promised
that is
1 million
or 1/5
or every 26 secs
however you were taught to do ratios
7,000 kids day drop out of school
there is a rise in number of children
who have run out of options
could you imagine the quadratic formula for this slippery slope
when these plotted points don’t connect the dots to a graphic life
we need better math
statistics that don’t bring about a great depresstion
a social studies where the underdog wins one
How can I explain
that it is hard to cross the stage when you have to corss enemy lines to get there
that you can not fill the empty bellies of your family with food for thought
children are taught to think
never how to speak
only when spoken to
never when spoken about
it is time raise their hands
their voices
it is time stand
for the one million who have fallen