The first thing I think
Is why
not who or where.
The colored statements
Of marginal people
Stirs the cauldron.
We’re still melting
Salted with outliers
Peppered with love.

Abide and elude
Cool your heels dude
Finish the last war
Learn from the past
Too old to march
Too young to lead
Cusp generations
Sure got it tough

Sub to the urban
Dom to the rural
Easy to see why
Struggle unseen
Pain beneath scars.
Destiny leads temerity
To the fate of pandas
And pod people.