Written by James Record in 2014.
For Michael Morones. Please read this before reading the poem. http://youwillriseproject.blogspot.co.uk/p/artformichael.html
For the precious ones who must stand on damaged ground,
Let them know that the guardians will be there to watch over,
And to ensure that everyone has the chance to speak,
Without the fear of reprisals or forced to run away,
In more than one way.
They must not run this marathon alone,
For many who stand tall have run this route many a time,
Only they are now wise enough to see the pettiness,
Of those who perpetrated these crimes,
They can lower the hurdles if the challenge becomes too much.
Wild horses trot,
And racing equines gallop,
If doesn’t matter what lives these fair creatures live,
The mares and stallions will keep guard of their foals.
Nooses are for criminals in olden times,
Not for children,
Don’t let trespassers take away that one thing,
Before we are given the chance to shine.
Twilight will always come between the day and night,
Don’t let the moon plunge you into eternal darkness,
Make sure the sun will rise in the morning,
Remember the best lights are your friends,
New and old.
No matter how hard life gets,
However painful and protracted,
There are always these things to get you through.
Laughter to dry up the tears,
Kindness to help you like many are helping you now,
Generosity to help those who have less, one day you may need it,
Loyalty to remember you have friends, even if you don’t know it yet,
Honesty to admit that we are only human.