I AM, HOME!

Are we not whole?

Are we not lost?

Have we been utterly shut out from our house?

Have we been tossed about, given but one chance to mend the broken pieces that form us as a people?

Is your home not the same? Do you not fix the broken parts, and reinforce the frailties of the frame?

Together, uniform, in unison, sheltering from the bad weather?

From storms brought about by words of leaders in this wicked world's bouts.

Interconnected through streams of information, we cry, we laugh, we sulk, we stare, we share.

Watching as the weaving unfolds, but not of hair – on our home, slowly but surely, collapsing by grandma's chair.

She once told stories of how home was so beautifully despaired, relying on time to fix the crimes.

Unfortunately, there was no due time.

Another wall is down, another seam is undone, another life is gone, another family isn’t whole, due to a lost one.

Our hearts drop, phones raise, voices loud!

WE WON'T SUBMIT TO OUR KNEES, SO PLEASE SURRENDER IN LOVE

Their voices shuddered the heavens causing quite the stir above.

And so they marched

For their home

From The Bay to Rome, and not one person felt alone

All the peoples of the land, came together

To strike down hate and evil with the sword in stone

With every blow of love, every strike of peace

Darkness began to decrease

Heavy hearts began to have room to release

The makings and beginnings of a new decree

Tears streamed, not of fear and pain, but of joy and peace

A new king has been brought forth in this homecoming

Not to cast stones, but to bestow peace and love upon the throne

Phones drop, hearts raise, voices loud!

WITH PERSISTENCE AND PRAISE

WE HAVE A NEW LEASE

THROUGH KINDNESS AND PEACE

WE ARE HOME

THROUGH GRACE AND GRATITUDE

WE COVER OUR HAUGHTY ATTITUDE

WE ARE HERE

WE ARE, HOME!