What is it I wonder you don’t want us to see
that you don’t want included in the story

Do you think just because
your big smelly marker says
permanent ink that it
can cover up history

Why are you so scared
that someone might care
about the true version
of how the past
should be told or how
the future might unfold

Did you think with a stroke
you can cross out the hopes
of generations
who came and went
or maybe prevent those
who have yet to dream
their dreams

Just because you erase the words
does not mean
we can’t be heard

Because we can scream louder
than you can whine
we’ve done it since
the beginning of time