We Will Live (Again) Poem by Olutayo K Osunsan

Mountains are gray and valleys are green.
There are days and nights.
We will live.

Harsh suns burn the back of those on the fields.
Rocks cut the soles of our bare feet.
We will struggle.

The baked earth crumple into dust as we plough.
Sweats and dreams water the earth.
We will labor.

Our fathers die in their struggle to find peace.
Our mothers cry in pain of lost love.
We will stand.

Blood flows through our veins when we are injured.
Tears fall from our eyes when we ask ‘why'.
We will survive.

Stir down in our bruised hearts: we will not die.
Roam in our heads: we will not hate.
We will live.

We will!