When you get up
And when you stand up
And when you speak your truth
with the assertiveness of empathy
there, in the scores of the people
Germinates a response
Grappling perfection in the warp and in the weft of the theft of the soul of the land.
Whose land do you speak of?
Is it the land of the betrayed of the promise?
Is it the skull of the rejected?
Is it the heart of the excluded poisoned by disregard,
contaminated with the virus of desire
betrayed yet again by impermanence
to go on
to respond to nature and be there tomorrow.
Is it the earth, the place of life?
Is it the animals dominated by humans?
Which species’ matter?
Whose responsibility counts?
The times, they have changed
Power and lies
Trust and compassion are commodity
Ownership and oppression fight for territory
Surrounded by the laws of land
justice is legal
an eye for an eye doesn’t restore that which is broken
Is forgiveness weakness?
Is listening a courageous act?
Can we risk living with the reality
that for you to have your rights respected and enshrined,
I must take responsibility for how I treat you?
How about me and my rights?
Will you take responsibility for ensuring them?
Who are you?
Who am I?
In the spiral of the storm
sees the eye of peacefulness.
Do you have the wisdom to be vulnerable and strong
with fierce peacefulness that stands against bullies
who have undermined for far too long?