All through human history, humanity goes through periods of change, a shift in its story-line, either a change to better or worse- we are witnessing such times. Our role as individuals, as well as our responsibility, is in what we do with it…what we do during such times.
The ground is shaking and trembling
Beneath my feet as I stride. Stars are
Falling from above. Dark is the hour
But, I sense the dawn struggling as
The light is trailing…I hear wailing
Screams all around.
Shrills of souls in agony, wandering
Yet not lost. Searching, I join them
Looking for Justice, yearning for freedom
Finding none. So far, the hope is yet
Kindled, a flame that flickers weak
But steady-beneath the ashes, under
I hear callers of temptations, seducers
To give up the search. Sirens alluring
Calling for segregation, calling me to
Serve myself-leaving the rest behind.
Rest, indulge, and sleep-I hear their
Flute. I see their flaming pit of fire
Sparks but no light. Darkness is their
Call, darkness surrounds their flame.
I go back to those who call for justice
I go back to the wandering souls. I hear
Truth in their words, I sense goodness
In their claims. Surrounded with so much
Evil, we push through and through. Together
We will reach, together-hope is born anew.
Light is finally pulling through.
After a hard and painful labor,
A new morning is born. Darkness
Defeated, victory to those who are
United, together we made it. Love
Binds us, and disdain to injustice
Pulled us with force undefeated.
This much I know.