Voting poem by MADI :D

I was walking along with my daughter Abby. We were on or way to the voting booths as we saw the hoods. Many KKK members were walking around, they were like a white storm cloud. When i saw them i gt a little nervous knowing that they were a violent group. I did not want to bring my daughter with me, so i let go of her tight grasp and told her to stay here. She was only six years old and didn't really understand everything yet. I knew she would be ok. I walked to the booth trying to hurry. I looked over my shoulder and i paused. My mouth dropped open, i was stunned. To my surprise a young negro had been brave enough to ask to vote. I could slightly hear them talking and the black man had told the clan he wanted to vote just as everybody else had. They asked him in anger " do you believe in the great white race?" i could tell the man was scared and before he could answer another member hit him in the head. They started abruptly kicking him. I marked my vote down and ran to my daughter  She had started to cry of the terrible sight. The clan looked over at us and i ran as fast as i could, grasping her in my arms. I glanced back as i saw the fear in his eyes, when a single tear ran down my cheek, knowing i could not save him.