With a little dignity, die

I was born in Tuskegee, Alabama in 1948 to the parents of Leroy and Mildred Mathis. We moved to Kenilworth, NJ in 1950 and that?s where I spent my formative years. As early as the age of seven I knew that there was a difference between whites and blacks and it was disturbing. I was assigned to be less than and second place to the dominate culture. I remember the children that needed the National Guard to go to school in Little Rock, Arkansas. I remember the two that needed them to go to Ole Miss in the early 60?s. I remember the deaths of Martin, John, Robert, and Malcolm X too; they all took a piece of a fragile heart. I will fill in the blanks to this story when a feature my poetry. I have a great passion for writing and I have fallen in love with it. It has freed my soul from bondage.