Stilled Hope
After soliloquizing
In darkness
We struck a resounding chord
Making rhythms
As we march into the light
Now we come
But not to you
To plead for justice
Not to you
To stay your fastened arm
But to face you
And voice it home
That our hope is not dead.
Copyright © Ollakunle Campbell | Year Posted 2017
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