The morning sun always comes
The sky lights up
when the night is done
the sky clearer, brighter, following the storm
colors come with the dawn
golden light turning pink, purple, orange, red, brilliant blue
heavy rain washes off the days
built up dust and dirt of the world
the sun rises once again
the morning sun always comes
by Stacey Zuccotti
A mother in the Revolution
on the front lines
Throwing my body in the line of fire
kids growing up back at home
missing their mom
What is the purpose for the sacrifice?
nothing will change in the line of fire
the only answer is because it’s right
we must stand and fight
for another tomorrow
what future will it be if we all stay silent
Do you not have concerns for the future of the earth?
and weather humankind will survive from our own hands
how much time will we have?
Do you not have concerns of the 1%, control the government, war, wall st. and
bank fraud, of corporations not caring, of our state of economy or land all poisoned
the laws they write to benefit
destroying land, water, air, communities, humanity
little care, little accountability
That’s why I am here
A mother in the revolution
on the front lines
things might change, give it time
it’s worth the sacrifice
that’s the purpose
standing in the line of fire
by Stacey Zuccotti