AD

to the heart in you, keep beating.

to the sun in you, don’t be afraid to rise again.

to the love in you, don’t ever stop being open.

and to the ocean in you, let the waves keep rolling through.

Her: What is?

Him: in love.

Her: but once you do, doesn’t it feel nice?

Him: you’re right....until it doesn’t.

Across the waters, miles away

In the mainland where we and our ancestors are from,

Stands a brother, a son, a father, a grandfather in the cold fighting for the very same land he harvests in.

when he has lived an honest life,

how do you capitalize on his labor,

on the sweat, blood, and tears that went into his land.

Through all the early mornings, and all the late nights

How do you take away their basic human rights

but more importantly how do you attack them before you listen.

How do you proclaim violence over democracy.

How do you repeat history over change.