How can I not say gay when I was born this way
How can I help when children's lives are in the sway
How can I help Them
When children's lives are what politicians condemn
How can I be an advocate and a friend
When I don't know what to do or how to begin?
What do I do with the heartache and pain
Now that Ukraine is at war again
I feel numb and terrified
I'm depressed, and angry and it's all amplified
I feel the tension in my chest and pray it's not my physical heart
One more setback and I could fall apart
What could I do to help those I care for
What kind of advocate can I be if I'm ill once more
Though this chaos has barely begun
It's already heavier than 2021
Laws that deny trans children rights
Leader sitting on their hands while Ukraine fights
My life is touched by sad events every day
And these feelings are hard to keep at bay
How can I call myself an advocate if I'm too overwhelmed to speak
How can I be of use when I feel so weak
Without consent, without a choice
People everywhere are losing their voice
I must get past my paralysis so their stories are heard
And use my privilege to spread the word
And though I am going through my own pain
It will not silence me again
About the Creator
KAT Hunt
I grew up in a small town in Oregon. In 2nd grade (circa 1984), I was entered into a poetry contest. I won 3rd place and was awarded a small check and a certificate signed by President George Bush Sr. I have been writing ever since.
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