Philadelphia march against police brutality May 2020 Lucy Duncan / AFSC
#BlackLivesMatter
“Our country is unraveling before our eyes”
“My city is burning”
Let it unravel and then
May all weavers come together and work the loom into a new pattern.
The burning might need to be
May all the brand new Phoenix’ rise from the purified ashes of our broken hearts and washed minds.
Our tears wash streaks down our cheeks
Our hands grow calloused with the work of freedom
From protecting
From lifting one another up
From building longer tables
From bringing seats for everyone
Calloused hand and tear streaked faces
From joy
From liberation
From peace with justice
It’ll take my hands, our hands, our neighbor’s hands
It’ll take getting my face, our faces, our neighbor’s faces dirty
And washing the places on our faces our tears miss
It’ll always be scary and exhilarating and confusing
And we’ll lose the way but not for long
if we don’t lose
Each other.
