You see him walking
Walking… not crawling yet
His head slightly bowed
His shoulder stooped a little
From burdens that are not
seen with our eyes.

You see him walking
Walking… not crawling yet
His eyes a bit downcast
His lips partly pursed
From burden of words
unheard and unclaimed.

We hear him speak
Speak… not whispering yet
His face a little mournful
His body slightly bend
From burden of those who
stare at him to mock.

he is an activist… shun him
he is a patriot… curse him
he is a sane voice… ignore him
he speaks his mind… brand him
he is a man of action… avoid him

We see him walking
walking erect like a man.
What if he crawls one day.