After the Protests

This morning everything was wild,

Now the world is quiet.

The protestors have all gone home,

And I feel disquiet.

My heart feels empty and heavy,

I don't know what to do.

How do I keep fighting alone,

When my friends are but few?

I felt like I had a purpose,

I had a valid case.

When I marched alongside others,

I at last found my place.

I know the fight will continue

I know it's not over.

But I don't know what I can do,

I feel like a poser.

Can I still keep the fight going

When I am all alone?

I recall the others I met

I am not on my own.

I will maintain the fight each day

In between each protest.

We must play our part every day,

It won't be unnoticed.

I feel empty sans my brethren

But they are in my heart.

My first step is my family,

So they can play their part.

I know we may well change this world

With one small step each day.

We need to keep up the battle,

Tomorrow and today.