Go slow

R. Patterson

Go

slow

, they say --

while the bite

Of the dog is fast.

Go

slow

, I hear --

While they tell me

You can't eat here!

You can't live here!

You can't work here!

Don't Demonstrate! Wait! --

While they lock the gate.

Am I supposed to be God,

Or an angel with wings

And a halo on my head

While jobless I starve to dead?

Am I supposed to forgive

And meekly live

Going slow, slow, slow,

Slow, slow, slow,

Slow, slow,

Slow,

Slow?