Take Pen In Hand

I take pen in hand and write while I can of men, women, and children, all on the run. Just people, searching for freedom, who hide as they must, living on handouts, in dark boxes and dust. All they are asking is for someone to trust, to work in your garden, or for a small place to live. They try not to bother, they try not to fuss, when policemen come running with clubs and to cuss. They put them in zip ties, on railroads, or buss, to return them to the poverty, the hell and the dirt. Can nothing be done, for their freedom to be won? Please take pen in hand and sign if you can, for all to be equal to stand as a man, so that men, women, and children all on the run, won't need to live like animals or die by a gun.