A messy mix of assumptions and biases -
Learned, unlearned by kin and by society,
I am a constant state of growing and challenging:
Myself, my sphere, the powers that be.
Two hands to hold another or write a letter,
Two ears to listen deep before I speak;
Two feet to march or dance or walk alongside,
Two eyes to show my mind where justice seeds.
Behind the scenes, in emails and in spreadsheets
To unite efforts and create spaces for others to speak.
At the power, wisdom and energy of community;
When decision-makers will find their empathy.
For a day when this work won’t be necessary;
Of a time when labor receives the respect it deserves,
Of a space where decisions are made by the people they serve;
Of a place where systems are reimagined, deconstructed and reworked;
In the meantime, I am here.
To learn, listen, act, challenge, grow;
Grateful for space
And to sow.