Voices on the Wind Voices of Protest
A Giggle of Guilt by Doris Gwaltney Standing on the sidewalk In Charlottesville In Virginia I was handed a huge pasteboard sign I took the sign I held it up I wanted to help But I knew so little about what I was seeing, reading I felt a giggle rising up I felt the guilt As I heard of people’s wages While I was spending the night In a fancy hotel Dining at a posh restaurant. Years later I feel another giggle rising But now I feel no guilt For now I have the experience Of what health costs can be. This time I want a sign So big the world can see it I want a kite I want to fight I will protest.