Love looks like resistance
On cloudy days
On sunlit streets
In ghettos
In small towns
In suburban living rooms.
We love each other profoundly
Like gods shaping destiny
Creating a world where love
Unshackles us from empire’s grip.
I love you as I love myself,
And I want us to be free.
So love me enough to resist
The hidden hand,
The face of evil,
The twinned tongue.
Love me enough to scream my name
Even when mob rule
Threatens to crush your throat.
Love me enough to shelter me
From a world that debates my right to exist
That calls my freedom an illusion.
Love me.
Love me.
Love me.
You are all I have
And I don’t even know your name.
Walk with me
As I brave the hyenas
That hunger for my heart,
As I sing the song that Araminta taught me.
Look at me
See my soul beyond this skin that harms no one.
See me.
Love me.
Love me.
One day
I will rise,
And I will take you with me.
But for now,
Love me
Because I am not yet strong enough to fly.
Liberate me
Liberate us
Unshackle my humanity.
Unshackle us
And together,
We will rewrite history
As a call to action
A return to love
A return to community.
Can’t put enough hearts on this one, Teresa. Bless you.