This Time

Effigy of hearts burning Opinion waving waves of banners, Dire insult collides with crying A nation on the parade of fires. This time, the world is a drawing tide Excuses no longer secure a shoreline. Protester voices calling from the inside Thoughts like these taken by the time. Injustice is more than a crime In the strongest bonds for those who die. This time, may their voices shine Lift their names as gems to grow high. And bloomed, and witness and breathe Inside the womb not severed by death.