Breathe, But Don’t Stop

A golden shovel poem, after Theodore Tilton

Leigh Wynter
Nov 15, 2020 · 1 min read
Photo by Radu Florin on Unsplash

Fear and grief so stiff and solemn
Now broken by hopeful words
Cutting through legacy hate and
Such unprecedented times as these
We’ve told the world who we really are.

But there’s still the problem of us and they
And a race that was way too even
We had to work so hard for this
There’s more to do but we can and we shall
Bury the bigots and let their ideas pass
Into history, for time to sweep away.

Ash & Feather 2020

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Poet and author across several genres, with a love of photography and gardening. Find out more: https://linktr.ee/hearningcurve

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