I March On...

My eyes are shadowed

My arms ache

My feet are sore

My heart bleeds

But still I march on…

The sun is in hiding

The sky is crying

The clouds have lost their happiness

The rainbows have lost their colors

But still I march on…

I will walk a thousand miles

Over hills and plains

In the rain and the snow

Alone or in a group

But still I march on...

Words of love are whispered

Words of hate are shouted

You call out labels and names

I shout out “Resist!”

But still I march on…

This wall being built brick by brick

Is around each of us now

This wall you want

Keeps love outside and hate within

But still I march on…

This is what democracy is

Love Trumps hate

Humanity first

No home for hate

But still I march on…

We hold our signs

We hold our fear

We hold hands

We hold strong

But still I march on…

It is not for women, men, or babies

It is not for races

It is not for policies

It is for all

But still I march on…

We sit peacefully by

We nod and smile

We whine and complain

We are fallen by the hill of passivity

But still I march on…

We have marched before

We have raised our voices and fists

We have taken up arms

We have not always won

But still I march on…

This fight is not over

This fight must be won

It is for the heart

of all not just one

But still I march on…

We’ve taken up the weapons of our pens

We’ve raised the crescendo of our voices

We’ve locked arms in solidarity

We’ve stood firm with resolve

But still I march on...

My eyes are shadowed

My arms ache

My feet are sore

My heart bleeds

But still I march on…