Trying to find hope during these difficult times. I imagined a scenario for this poem in which all the people who see love as the answer, always the answer, coming together to defeat the forces of evil now in control.
On a day when we are celebrating democracy,
That people die under flags waved by the faithful,
And crowds cheer for cages…for bombs…for walls?
We can feel the evil growing,
Hear their laughs.
They are giddy in the glow of their control.
We see the callousness in their hearts made manifest in their eyes.
They have no souls.
Their hatred for “the other”
Knows no bounds.
They have channeled the energy of hate
And turned it upon us as a nuclear weapon.
And this will continue,
And grow, and build in strength,
Pulling good people into their vortex of destruction.
Until they put us all “in our places.”
Unless we change the equation.
We need to remember who we are,
Who we have always been.
Who they have sought for centuries to suppress and degrade,
Knowing if we were allowed to remember, we would rise.
Well, we are remembering.
And with memory comes fire.
Our voices are rising,
Undeniable, unstoppable.
To you who feel it too:
Find your fire. Let it burn with the passion of truth.
Reconnect with earth. She needs you to save her. Her anguish is being made manifest.
Feel the wind on your face and let the air lift your spirit up away from the noise. Hear the quiet. Feel the freedom.
Close your eyes and immerse again in the water of the womb that carried and nourished you to life. Hear her heartbeat. Feel her warmth. You are safe.
Do you feel it? Who you truly are?
The voices of empathy must grow, our emotional intelligence unleashed.
The synapses of connection between us must extend and bind us together,
Build our energy, like tree roots struggling to find nourishment.
We must let our intuition guide us. We know the way.
Let us raise our voices in song,
A song so strong, so powerful that we are unified
With all who came before,
All who are now, and
All who will be.
We reclaim our sovereignty.
Singing in harmony, bound in memory,
We will create a vibration that shatters their egos,
Breaks the illusion, and
Renders them castrated.
Silent.
And from that silence
We will build a new world.
Truth will be our foundation,
Balance, our breath, and
Love- love will be our law.
Poetry by Melinda K Zarate
Written on 2025-07-02 at 23:13
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Let Our Song Shatter Their Chains
How did it come to this,On a day when we are celebrating democracy,
That people die under flags waved by the faithful,
And crowds cheer for cages…for bombs…for walls?
We can feel the evil growing,
Hear their laughs.
They are giddy in the glow of their control.
We see the callousness in their hearts made manifest in their eyes.
They have no souls.
Their hatred for “the other”
Knows no bounds.
They have channeled the energy of hate
And turned it upon us as a nuclear weapon.
And this will continue,
And grow, and build in strength,
Pulling good people into their vortex of destruction.
Until they put us all “in our places.”
Unless we change the equation.
We need to remember who we are,
Who we have always been.
Who they have sought for centuries to suppress and degrade,
Knowing if we were allowed to remember, we would rise.
Well, we are remembering.
And with memory comes fire.
Our voices are rising,
Undeniable, unstoppable.
To you who feel it too:
Find your fire. Let it burn with the passion of truth.
Reconnect with earth. She needs you to save her. Her anguish is being made manifest.
Feel the wind on your face and let the air lift your spirit up away from the noise. Hear the quiet. Feel the freedom.
Close your eyes and immerse again in the water of the womb that carried and nourished you to life. Hear her heartbeat. Feel her warmth. You are safe.
Do you feel it? Who you truly are?
The voices of empathy must grow, our emotional intelligence unleashed.
The synapses of connection between us must extend and bind us together,
Build our energy, like tree roots struggling to find nourishment.
We must let our intuition guide us. We know the way.
Let us raise our voices in song,
A song so strong, so powerful that we are unified
With all who came before,
All who are now, and
All who will be.
We reclaim our sovereignty.
Singing in harmony, bound in memory,
We will create a vibration that shatters their egos,
Breaks the illusion, and
Renders them castrated.
Silent.
And from that silence
We will build a new world.
Truth will be our foundation,
Balance, our breath, and
Love- love will be our law.
Poetry by Melinda K Zarate
Written on 2025-07-02 at 23:13
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