In the Quiet
Shhhh... I think it's almost here.
What happens in the quiet?
Do we riot or settle for less?
Are we putting on our armor,
Or suiting up in Sunday best?
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What happens after the fire?
After it has blazed and scorched our flesh?
Are we to keep on fighting,
Or will you lay us down to rest?
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What happens after the excitement,
when we return to our boring lives?
30 days proud to be American,
and 335 fighting for our rights.
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What happens after the parade?
When you wipe clean your streets.
Will we go back into hiding?
Where it's safer to be meek.
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What happens in the dark?
When we reassess our fears.
With no one around to count the blessings,
And no one to wipe the tears.
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What happens at the close?
Is it the start of something new?
Or are we to continue the fight, for the right to live in a world that comes easy to you?
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What happens in the quiet?
What happens in the dark?
What happened to the excitement?
What happened to that spark?
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What happens in the quiet?
When those four weeks are no more.
Do we pray for better days?
Or rise and demand more.
About the Creator
Nneka Callwood
Just a tree, planted by the rivers of waters.
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