This Time
Effigy of hearts burning
Opinion waving waves of banners,
Dire insult collides with crying
A nation on the parade of fires.
This time, the world is a drawing tide
Excuses no longer secure a shoreline.
Protester voices calling from the inside
Thoughts like these taken by the time.
Injustice is more than a crime
In the strongest bonds for those who die.
This time, may their voices shine
Lift their names as gems to grow high.
And bloomed, and witness and breathe
Inside the womb not severed by death.
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