One day, a poem.

One day,
America may truly
be free
of racism
and income
inequality.

But I don’t know when
that day is.

One day,
people in America
can walk in the
knowledge
that they
are
free of
spiritual bigots.

But I have lost
faith.

One day I will be
free.

Published by Eugene Hardy

Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry.