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When your heart falls and your
soul weeps at the outbreak of
yet another war, remember this:
you are not alone, either in grief
or in rising up. We are together as
a choir, singing an unbroken song
of peace. When the death of
schoolgirls floods your body with
anger that is unable to be soothed,
you are not wrong. Reach out. We
are here to witness and resist. Part
of the system and yet we never,
not ever comply in advance. Lift
your spine, relax your jaw, lower
your tongue from the roof of your
mouth; we still have truth to speak.
Let your feet fall heavy on the Earth.
She will hold you. War is intentional
breaking of the net that holds Us all.
We refuse. We reject it. And hearts
awash in a sea of tears and fury, we
bring them beating, bare and brave
To this day. And now we all are called:
to craft a peace that holds every (single)
one, ancestors who did more with less,
bless us.