These poems mean nothing.

I hope

It's funny to think that in fifty years people will forget about the trails we went through. The people who told us we were nothing will lose the battle.

They will be the minority.

In the history books, it will talk about this movement.

I can't wait until this time is history.

When people can truthfully say that no one is like that anymore.

I will be in my sixties then.

I hope to have lived a full life.

I hope to have never given up.

I can hope for a lot of things though. It doesn't mean they will come true.

Many people like me won't see the day that our efforts prove to be worth it.

I might not see the day.

I really hope that I do though.

I really want to see my fight in the history book that my grandson brings home.

I want to tell him stories about how I was a part of that.

I really hope that's what I do.