Layers upon layers
of history and story
pride and pain
unwinding, unfurling
like a flag
of no nation or state
but a flag of one shared humanity
Roots, some shallow, some deep
we plant
and replant
and regrow
and reroot, reestablish
because destruction may be more powerful
but construction is more soul filling
One tear in the ancient fabricÂ
that weaves us togetherÂ
leaves a scar on us all
but one step towards liberation
creates a seismic shiftÂ
that can re-shape worldsÂ
We cannot outrun
what humans have wrought
but we can continue to buildÂ
this world from loveÂ
and hope that the workÂ
of our heartsÂ
matters just a little bit
in a world gone mad
True freedom meansÂ
we all are able to plant seeds
creating new worldsÂ
for our children to walk into
hand in hand
until the very last one of usÂ
is freeÂ
