How did we get here?
With a man who lies
and stirs the storm,
who turns hate into headlines
and power into a joke.
We watched,
silent, maybe scared,
as the country twisted
toward chaos.
How did we get here?
One choice at a time,
one voice not raised,
one truth ignored.
And now—
here we are.
Posted in response to the challenge Inauguration/MLK Day.
Verse 1
The sun sets slow on this fading day,
I see your faces, but they feel far away.
Laughter lingers in the hollow air,
But something’s shifting like you’re not really there.
there is a hand squeezing my heart
tight slow like it knows every part of me
holding on to the pieces i’m leaving behind
the empty rooms the silent voices the half spoken goodbyes
it does not let go
sometimes the dress feels like a soft breath
a quiet hope wrapped in fabric
that touches my skin like a secret i’m afraid to speak aloud
it’s the way light moves when i twirl
the way i feel seen without saying a word
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