Give It Time
A Villanelle
“Give it time, do it our way,” they said
“You’ll get your way, you’ll get your chance”
As we looked upon their dead
They didn’t want to listen, they didn’t want to break bread
All you gave them was a song and dance
“Give it time, do it our way,” they said
Civil rights was the cause , but they just misread
They could not see past the political stance
As we looked upon their dead
“How dare you disrespect the flag, from which our soldiers have bled!”
“Do as you are told,” as looks of hatred from their glance
“Give it time, do it our way,” they said
“We are your masters, we are the godhead”
“We call the shots, we pay you to tap dance”
As we looked upon their dead
They are of no consequence, we shot them full of lead
In the end we shall do the ghost dance
“Give it time, do it our way,” they said
As we looked upon their dead
