They are where my power resides.
They give a voice to my consciousness.
They are what I share with the world.
They are my weapon of choice,
My mode of resistance.
With words, I share the truths of my own.
As I write, my mind and heart unite
And they know my cause.
As many lose faith in the system of our country,
I lost that faith long ago.
My choice is to not engage
Not to mobilize against the state.
Not to persuade the courts.
My heart is heavy with the thought
That I have privileges that others do not.
But do not think me apathetic.
Do not think I do not care.
For my choice to not align,
Is in itself a political move.
I continue on, to share my stories, my struggles, my triumphs.
I continue on, to embrace the world I love.
I continue on, engaged in art, in nature, in words.
My fight is here,
To find peace.
To embrace joy.
To engage love.
To heal my soul.
To take steps everyday
In my world.