Speak

We stand in a sea of voices

--pushing, pulling, persuading--

the never-ending, flooding sounds

of a million opinions.

In the midst of so many,

I want to find the right words,

I want to be elegantly polite and

poetic and supportive and sincere.

But no matter the number of drafts,

I can't escape the truth.

To say something, you have to speak.

No matter the size of the sea,

or the direction of the current,

or the scent of the storm on the horizon:

Sail.

Shout the to the rainclouds and

sing your truth to the sky.

I don't have the perfect words,

but I have my own truth.

I won't stay silent.

Injustice is wrong.

Racism is wrong.

Hate is wrong.

The waters are rough here,

but maybe the sounds of our voices

--all of us--

can change the tide.