March 15, 2020

I am afraid,

Because the lot next to my home was razed

The trees uprooted

The ground compacted

The bees gasping their last breaths on my kitchen floor

and the hawks circling low and crying

I am afraid

Because this is the first time I ever felt my home

Stolen from me

My peace raked violently

By the beeping of loud machines

From sun up to sun down

Over which I have no control

But what scares me the most

Is that this is not new

People around me have been dying

for a very long time

It’s been urgent

And we’re just now seeing

The manifestations

You can tell me not to be afraid

Indeed, I have told myself

Commanding the voice into silence

Oppressed beneath the sheet of night

But I'd rather gather all my pieces

And sit them down here at my knee in prayer

Holding gently my own hand

Whispering we will find a way

Asking forgiveness for my part

In the destruction

For our unhealthy ways

Bodies and lands have been stolen

We have always been this vulnerable

We can't eat money

Or buy health

From where will our richness come?

What will be our currency

How will we extend ourselves to the ones

who are buried beneath the ground?

Whose children will we feed

When death has claimed us?

We cannot be free

Until all of us

are freed

So let’s consider each other

As we never have before

And find comfort in our unity

Let the fear root us down

Into a deeper meaning

A humbleness

And a truth we all crave

We are one