Knitted Rebellion By Kylie Nolla   Worn upon the feet the socks multicolored Poking out from beneath khaki pants and black-brown shoes Like tiny calls of rebellion Like small paths to freedom They whisper to outside glances, "We shall overcome" So those with socks of white turn their heads Hearing the whispers, but moving on Rarely carrying with them the message of the colored The socks of bright are beacons Even those in power notice But they speak not against it, they press their lips together They have things to do, other things to notice They do not think such little whispers could cause an uproar Those with color think so Those with shirts unbuttoned Belt loops vacant Stitches from foreign brands Though some do not think at all Slipping on pinks or greens in the morning Or simply following the words of the colored Envying their brave indignation The white-socked carry on, books to their chest Some in fear of punishment, Some with wisdom in their eyes, Some deaf to the statements of socks.