we filled the streets
and all is well
we remain divided
and united
in hope we came
together to start
afresh this world
our one good thing
which may lead
to another gazing
now at each other
uncertain knowing
we must not stay
where we have been
listening for the bells
and weeping
tears of joy of dread
understanding neither
what our neighbors
feel nor what they say
how can we when we
are numb numb
and smiling smiling
foolishly at one another
no words for what
we have yet to experience
shedding our fear
restoring healing
we purify ourselves
in possibility then
quietly cloak our joy
in dignity preparing
again to stand
in the name of justice
denied
too many too long
prepared to struggle
and sigh protest and pray
to retreat into apathy
sicken and fall
away from the fray
becoming
when we surrender
our ferocity
unconquerable
and we must not fail
and we must love
and may it be ours
how could bitterness
survive
a glimpse
of such tenderness
and just like that
we are awake
a four-year nightmare
over still too real
© 2021 by Hannah Six
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