This is what makes us human
This blood in our veins
This breath in our bodies
This heartbeat
The fact that we are here
Right now.
together.
So brave
So honest
So unapologetic.
I just keep thinking of how he kept pushing my hands down so he wouldn't see my signs….What kind of world is this? Where this behavior is acceptable? Where it is ok to ignore my words simply because you cannot hear them?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good start with a nice poem, Jonathan Waterbury. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.