Read Nana’Akua’s poem…
Sometimes I’m happy, sometimes I’m sad.
I think of the brave people who were treated very bad.
Learning of their sufferings and their pain.
Trying to make a difference in a world full of troubles,
I am proud of their efforts and struggles.
They marched, sat, fought, boycotted, prayed and sung.
Hoping that they would never again be abused or hung.
These very brave Black History movers.
Carver Elementary-Middle School
Kroger Black History Month Poem Contest 2013
2nd place winner