i feel the world dimming now
not my death i speak of
the death of the corners i thought to be safe
this is crazy and unthinkable and frightening
hopeless/no
there are people still standing/kneeling/speaking
something we hope for
a lump in my throat
i'm grieving alone
four walls around me/heaviness of fear
trying to breathe through the smoke
the floods
the children afraid/without shelter tonight
the glare of men not meant to lead
god
please
give us heroes
make us heroines
make us humane
we can eat and drink
we can laugh
we can fast in honor
and we can move
act challenge change adjust cry overcome
give me courage.
About the Creator
Hadley Frances
Long honey-brown hair and just one dimple.
Loves: pasta, rivers, other people.
Writer by night, or rather by the hours I do not spend at my day job, or hunting for thrifted treasures...
Read on, folks!
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