Still Black

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For one brief moment

We had hope.We believed.

The people could fly and we 

could be free.

For a moment we sighed.

And laughed with caution.

With fear. With promise.

Even while knowing.

Always knowing.

We inhaled a breath and exhaled a dream.

Of freedom.

Of the stars illuminating the night.

And today.

And tomorrow.

And the next.

We still breathe..

And love.

And do what we must as we always have

We create safe havens in our hearts.

We will build strong foundations

Of community and care.

We let their fear be their undoing.

And we rise for ourselves.

Because, we’re all we’ve got.