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Nikki Moore


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Are You Listening

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The walls are soaked

Dripping out

The pain and prayer

Of a grieving heart

Laughter has died

My lips now quiver

In fear for the future

For my children, children

I pray for the light to stay on

In their hearts

For compassion to guide their hands

Maybe they will make the difference

Where we could not

Maybe they will bridge

The great divide

Maybe they will sealed the rip

That has ripped us apart

A holding of hands

One heart

One nation

One blood

One color

One God

I am still hopeful

Deep down in the silence

Beneath the darkness

A flame still burns

I’ve seen too much

I’ve bear too much

I’ve prayed too much

To give in now

I am painting a rainbow

Over my scars

I am washing the ugliness

From my tongue

I am speaking to the mountain

And the walls and the empty spaces

Receptive souls will hear

The broken heart will hear

Grieving families will hear

The children will hear

The confused and disillusion will hear

They will come

They will listen

For in our bellies

Rooted deep we have an innate

Desire to see change

To feel hopeful

So today,

Come as you are

Hear my voice

Let change begin with me

One voice

One word

Softly spoken

Are you listening?

 

Nikki Moore© All rights reserved 2016

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