I am angry.
In silent frustration
we hold our breath
waiting for someone else
to make the first move.
We ask for change
but point fingers
at the other guy.
She looks ready
but I'm too afraid.
"It's complicated"
we say.
But their voices
still shout,
they build walls
and borders
and we get
locked in
as accomplices.
But no more.
Its time to fight
with hearts
and open arms.
Fling the doors
wide open
start the parade
We'll fight for love
because love
is worth fighting for
without guns
or weapons
we will stand up
for those
crushed beneath
the screams and silences
of those
who say
You are not in.
Welcome into this place...
