Photo provided by kuong lam
“Activist”
Kuong Lam
khlam@vwc.edu
The most hated fence.
A radiance of grayscale.
A lightened dark portrait of colored souls
Scouring for…
Speak for….
Combating for…
A piece of acknowledgement of harmony in the world
Beyond the dimensions of black and white.
He was just a man, no particular face
To stand with voices to frighten bigotry.
He searched for humanity in a world oblivious
To the vibrancy of shades on our flag.
He stood up for liberty
Shattering images of honor in vain.
He fought in animosity
One expression in a million.
In the head, a shell obviates scouring for the diamonds in civility.
In the leg, a shell prevents the combat fought for stability.
In the chest, a shell stalls speaking from the empty.
In ordinance, his structured life –
So simple and clean,
Obliterated from this earth
For the love and power to be free.
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