Guardian
I am the blood
I am the sweat
I am the heart beating
The heart breaking
The earth shaking…
That’s me.
See who else could be there?
Standing like an ovation
Roaring like the ocean…
Stomping like the stampede
There…
For you.
No “shh”
No “know your place”
NO!
I stand for me
I stand for we
For everyone who doesn’t know
That they too can…
Stand…
With you.
I am not the whisper
On your neck from your lover…
I am not the secret glance
From your stranger on the subway…
I am not…
You know damn well…
The hell...
That I am.
This poem is about:
Me
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