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Tomorrow
no longer has
predictable outlines.
I stare into the void,
knowing whatever the regime brings,
of racism, disruption, injustice,
the ripping apart of all supports and safety nets,
one thing remains fixed:
our hearts will not change.
We will remain just.
We will protect those
who need protecting.
We will speak up
for the voiceless,
for Mother Earth,
for each other.
I gear my weary heart
for struggle,
after a lifetime of struggle.
But that heart remains unswayed
in its forward thrust towards
love and light,
liberation from oppression,
ignorance,
intolerance and division.
We shall withstand.
We shall move through the days
with our good hearts.
We may not overcome,
but we will not be
overcome.
This is my prayer.
For Kerry's cool prompt at Real Toads (and check out their cool toadly banner!): to use the art of Felix Gonzales-Torres as inspiration. And for Elizabeth Crawford's Creativity Challenge, Day 32: Prayer. We are writing our way through these heavy political times, and are gaining strength. The Poets' Pens are Piping Peace. (Make Peace Possible Again?)
one thing remains fixed:
ReplyDeleteour hearts will not change
I firmly believe this, Sherry. Despite the mayhem, there are more good people than bad in the world. Thanks for the reminder.
We will not be overcome. Oh yes, I can get behind that message.
ReplyDeleteI think saving that is what is most needed... so much goodness, just make sure we stand tall against it all.
ReplyDeleteWe will love, united and together.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sherry,
Elizabeth
"We will SPEAK up"!
ReplyDeleteHow I love your words, my sweet and wild Sherry.
Yes we will. We have seen the light on the horizon.
ReplyDeleteKeep singing
I hear the dismay and courage in your poetic voice...
ReplyDeleteBut that heart remains unswayed
ReplyDeletein its forward thrust towards
love and light,
liberation from oppression,
ignorance,
intolerance and division.
No doubt our heart is strong and possess the power to overcome woe.. Love this, Sherry❤️
Oh how those opening lines hit home, Sherry!
ReplyDelete'Tomorrow
no longer has
predictable outlines.'
And how true what follows!
A perfect prayer :)
A prayer in the corner. To the future!
ReplyDeleteThe future truly is scary right now. I love your hope throughout this poem.
ReplyDeleteThe heart has a happy seriousness to it which is always greater than the deadly seriousness of the powerful. If we can't woo 'em, let knock 'em down with joy!
ReplyDeleteWe shall move through the days
ReplyDeletewith our good hearts.... and if enough do that then...watch out world for some serious sweetness.