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?