We are not arriving. We are Departure.

Sadness pours from our hearts
Like rain from a September sky
Anxiety roars within
Like fire from the ancestors’ rage
We search for haven
Like lost souls in purgatory

We cannot mourn
Not for too long
We cannot groan
Not while we bud
We must not grieve
Not while we must thrive

We will not forget
Not while we can heal
We must not forgive
Not while we can amend
broken systems
Forgiveness is futile
If harm is the air we breath

We will not refuse love
Not while we live
We will not refuse empathy
Not while we dream
We will not refuse a hand
Not while we build

We mourn. We resist.
We Live. We love.
We Rise, not just again,
We soar this time.