We’ve waited we’ve waited
for this our time of deciding
the deciding time now
distant mountains take on a violet hue
we wait in his ruthlessly gilded rooms
he waits for us alone
on their concrete beds anonymous
children wait for us yellow leaves glowing
against a darkening sky struggling
for voice for breath the victims of denial
wait for us vast and delicate
worlds poised on the edge of destruction
wait for us as the full moon wanes
casting her blue light
across stalk-stubbled fields
under bridges and in woods they wait
for us housebound and hungry
unsupported unassisted silent
where before there was song they wait
and it is we who will decide
who will answer the call
© 2020 by Hannah Six
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