I can not
I will not ever
go back now
I will keep marching
forward in time
to the ever-quickening
beat of the forest song
I will disappear
meld with the verdant
growing cloud
of sisters who have found
the path of truth
they didn’t walk
they ran, they trekked
staggered their way
through a seemingly
endless expanse no
help for their weary
heart or feet
I watched some pass
some fall behind
I couldn’t pick them up
but I cheered them
with my heart
soul, voice, and mind
I am waiting here now
for all of your hands
to join in companionship
to call out to your pain
rally your hope
and raise you up to where
you can finally stand
come
fight with me
in the light
where we all belong
together
K.B. Silver
About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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