Yesterday I discovered that my lovely 13 year old granddaughter Dionne writes poetry! At my request she forwarded me a couple of her poems. This one is about Rosa Parks. I promised her I would put it on my blog and therefore here it is!
On the 4th February 1913,
The birth of a upcoming hero was seen.
Rosa Louise McCauley was her name,
And stopping segregation was her game.
At the age of 19 in the year 1932,
A marriage with Raymond Parks she went through.
A barber and active member of the NAACP,
And with his help Rosa got her degree.
She joined The National Association for the Advancement of Coloured People,
She loved the church and every tile on the steeple.
The Montgomery Chapter she was in,
She was the secretary to the president of the group, without a sin.
December the 1st, 1955
The African-American could have not survived.
The bus she was on was split into two,
10 seats for the whites and the rest for the ‘shrews’
Shrews as in during Shakespeare’s time,
When women were not treated fine.
The segregation throughout the US,
Meant that the blacks were not treated the same as the rest.
Rosa was sat in the correct half of the bus,
Travelling home not making a fuss.
A white man stepped on to the vehicle,
The male acted as sour as a sour pickle.
There weren’t any free seats for the white man to use,
So he asked Rosa to move but she just sat there and refused.
He asked again but her response was the same,
Causing him to call the bus driver’s name.
The bus driver explained that if she did not move,
He would have to call the police and get her removed.
She continued to sit still standing her guard,
The police came and took her to the ‘yard’.
A yard in terms to the police station,
And a deep statement she later mentioned.
A statement as deep as ‘To be or not to be’
‘When I made that decision, I knew that I had the strength of my ancestors with me’
The last 17 words that you have just read,
Are the words that the 42 year old left.
However, they did not help the police’s decision,
On sending her straight to prison.
Violating the ‘Jim Crow’s Segregation Law’
Was what she was convicted for.
She lost her job as a seamstress,
Raymond also lost his job and they both started receiving harsh death threats.
The death threats were not leaving their sight,
With people surrounding her house throughout day and night.
The Boycott were figuring out how to help while this was occurring,
A group of coloured Americans is to who we are referring.
The Boycott’s plan was to stop riding the buses,
To me and you now that may just seem pointless.
But if every black man and women stopped taking the bus,
Over lack of money made by the buses would be a fuss.
Because of the unequal segregation the coloured were poor,
A car to get around they could not afford.
So to get to work or the shops, a bus they had to take
Meaning that they provide most of the money the bus companies make.
By every black person avoiding to pay,
There will be a big impact on bus fares even in just one day!
This lasted a day, a week, a month and more,
Finally lasting a 381 days, a lot longer than they thought.
So, eventually in December 1956,
A decision was made, causing segregation to start being fixed.
The buses were then integrated
Different races could travel together, no longer segregated.
But still down south, segregation was strong,
Which led to a young black boy to be hung.
However the story of Emmett is one to be later told,
Another tale to yet unfold.