Today, a second year college student
could not tell me a time in history
when defying authority was a good thing

I remained perplexed on my drive
Home thinking of my freshman year
Standing on a flimsy platform above a crowd
Protesting the burying of a small car
I thought of the money being buried
in this new car and
The free breakfast program on the east side,
The starving children of Africa
(the ones my mother always said would be thankful for my green beans)
My fist in the air over my halo-Afro
screaming about the waste to some middle class
kid who just wanted to make a statement
about big-business.

Seems silly now
But then
it felt so good.

Defiance