What happens when all the advocates are gone, and those who profit
Unknowingly from battles fought by others, must learn to cope
Of realizing change? Then,
The ones whom martyrdom didn’t spare,
Will no longer be enslaved by the victims
Who took for granted their wares
And the rest will be left
Questioning their fates.
But those who sought their downfall, while victorious,
Will find the only game they won was hate.
Who We Are
We are the terrorists,
Who condone the murders of
Innocent children on their school buses, or
Lock them away from parents and loved ones,
Giving them a foil-blanket
Substitute for comfort.
We are the unreasonable,
Who close off
Our safe harbors—
The same ones our ancestors
We are the presumptuous,
Supposing the world
Will keep giving to us
For our actions, while we
Continue our greedy consumption.
This is what it means
To be American,
In the land who shot the man
Who said, “We shall overcome!”
So, if this is who we are,
Who, then, shall we become?
Hurry up, Justice!
Hurry up, Justice! Haven’t you tarried long enough?
Masses wait in silence,
Or rage, or somewhere in-between
And still you taunt us with your absence.
Still, you mock us with your lingering, looming sense,
Withheld from our grasp.
But, you were never ours to hold.
So we push and prod to no avail.
We pray and
For you to prevail.
We’ve heard your arc is long.
We beg your Narrator to keep us strong.
Find Samantha at @honestypoetry
My book “Vision, and Other Things We Hide From” is due out from Potter’s Grove Press on March 9 th
Samantha is a widely published American poet whose work emphasizes issues of social justice and emotional integrity. Her collection “Vision, and Other Things We Hide From” is forthcoming from Potter’s Grove Press. Samantha and her family reside in Upstate New York, where they enjoy kayaking on still waters.
Featured photo by Gayatri Malhotra