We march because we're targets if we stand.
We march because our hearts are weaponized.
We march to draw a line in Hatred's sand
That says we won't be fooled or victimized.
We march because our saints end up like Joan
Or get called sinners by old men in Texas.
We march because the bodies that we own
Are sacrosanct, no matter what our sex is.
We march in hope because despair is cheap.
We march on fire because the dark has grown.
We march in love because our hearts won't sleep.
We march together. We are not alone.
We march to shine a light, guiding and clear,
Against the fog of ignorance and fear.
Copyright 2017 Matthew J Wells
written 1/21/17 on the B61 bus to the Women's March in Washington DC