High above the air force fighter planes scratch the sky
Leaving their long, white trails that hover in the air for hours
Then come the sonic booms and the air raid sirens being tested at noon
This is the world our elders have given us
A world of war
Down here on the ground, on Earth a child reads
About gangs, ghettos and poverty
About prejudice and discrimination and people fighting for their rights
About freedom riders, protest marches and riots
And he says to himself, “Someday we’ll change the world”

From: The Spider Lady and Other Short Stories and Poetry

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