Voice Vote

Now is not the time to run away,
As tempting as it sounds, because to flee
Would leave the field to those who have to stay
Because they aren’t as fortunate as we.
Nor yet is now the time to hunker down,
Sandbag the cellar, barricade the door
And just ride out the storm while people drown
For being women, Muslim, brown or poor.
The options: Join the fray, or be complicit
In what befalls the one whose anguished voice
We’re trying not to hear. There, listen: Is it
Not, in fact, our own? We made the choice
That brought us here. We’ve one more choice to make:
Compound it, or atone for our mistake.


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