A poem about the beauty of life.

The Beauty of Life

The presence of freedom,

the essence of faith.

An abundance of love;

The meaning of life.

Parks fought for these once,

and MLK too;

as evil grew stronger,

and inequality accrued.

The pro-rights force multiplied,

as disparity grew;

As sit-ins began, 

and violence ensued.

And out came liberty,

a forgo of blood;

A result of the non-violent force,

against the conservatives’ dud.

A change of a history’s nation,

twenty-nine times sent to jail,

and end to discrimination;

a freedom trail.

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