The Right to Be Heard

Discrimination and prejudice are running wild,

as rampant and untamed as a little child

Like a ferocious beat it will not be stopped

unless a decision is made by someone on top

Top, top, top like the president–

to whom evil and bad should probably be evident

I hope that this is relevant:

Gay, straight, autistic, lesbian too,

all getting hurt till they’re black & blue.

Not just fists and punches, bullies stealing lunches.


Splendid characters that illuminate a page

are being used for hate, to take out rage.

It’s hard to believe–

no, even to conceive–

The things people say and do.

But let me tell you this from me to you:

That it’s real.

It’s there.

Oh yes and it’s true.

Something needs to be done.

This disease must be cured.

I’ll do this by speaking up.

I have a right to be heard.



Jared Taylor, 6th-grader at C. W. Henry School, great-nephew of prize-winning poet Dorothea Grossman and grandson of Pulitzer-prize winning poet Henry S. Taylor, has been writing poetry and songs for as long as he can remember. He is also an avid artist, guitar-player, and reader. He lives with his sister, parents, and two huge fluffy cats in East Mount Airy.