Innocence Dies
I stood on the sidelines last time
For a bit of rest
To accommodate my breaking soul
As time inches closer to an ever-changing pendulum
I Pray for a quality of life
I have yet to experience
While pushing for a level of equity
That extends beyond skin color
I dig my hands into the forest sod
Traveled by my ancestors
And I will let my roots grow far and wide
While the world picks their side
I will expand my reach
To touch man’s soft inside
The pressure of the good fight is ongoing
It will last till the murder of innocence Dies
But even then… I will still stand
Love always, Ayesha ❤
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