Jackie Robinson


When that man came ’round the base,


There was no denying the smile


On his face.


His skin shone dark,


In the sun.


He was on the field.


He had won.


With just one play.


Something changed


That day.


Because when that man


Stepped on the field.


Everyone knew.


Even though he had no weapon to wield.


He was breaking something that had stood


Since the beginning


When bats were only sticks of wood.


When he trotted across the plate.


The world couldn’t wait.


Goodbye color barrier!



                                                                               In memory of Jackie Robinson, first black major league player.


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