weathering winter apathy

though winter is here, we can’t afford to chill; the progress made is too dear and we must continue to build… no matter the level of snow, no matter the amount of ice, we must always remain on the go for those who have paid the price ensuring our black lives matter in this political ice we can’t have another winter of discontent with our liberation again frozen in frigid time; the loud cry was clearly heard— we’ve been sent— can’t afford to be caught again in a frigid bind… so stoke the fire of courage and faith and keep it hot… keep plowing heated hope that’s warm and great… keep dumping cold apathetic icy attitudes in the melting pot… the hot soup of our fueling audacious hope we must continue to heat.