Tuesday, July 3, 2012

The Night Before


The day before was a revival
Yes or no
Believers and spirits
and the tortured eyes fallen in between
We sang for you, we sang for me


The night before was a battleground
Tooth and nail
Survivors and martyrs
and those who protected the old and young
but we all fought and we all won


The moment before was a silence
Heart and soul
Lullabies and sonnets
filled the empty night and choirs were formed
finally I stood motionless


watching the bullets pass by
each one closer than the next
I wondered if one could kill a man


and the moment passed


Some watched the sun rise against the dark
Night to day
Philosophers and artists
and the enjoyment of recognition
tiny heartbeats, small fists, and drums


Today we are free

1 comment:

Kara Bibb said...

I wrote this 4 Julys ago.

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