I would not trade away today
despite the perilous fray
sure to come.
Interesting times they say
should be avoided.
Yet, history turns her gaze
on such days
making us preciously aware
of what truly matters.
Attentively, I hold my heart steady,
bracing, by body ready.
I have marched through the nation’s streets
with tired legs on weary feet
for too many years to count,
hoping to finally count for something.
Ever more alert,
our marching tread announcing
we are here, here to stay.
History has our ear
exactly as we feared.
Today we march side by side
hoping to turn history’s tide.
There is no place to hide
from white male supremacy,
and the greedy bully
too many ride.
I know not what today will bring.
I pray it brings victory and pride
that our Republic has not yet died.
annarino writes 