By: T.R.Jamaleddine
In times like this,
they take our words and twist them to our core,
like bullets through the light that shines in our eyes.
Where is the inspiration?
In times like this,
We fear the repercussions of our differences.
Differences, you say?
In times like this,
they are all we have left—
clinging to what they try to mute.
The words will come.
The bullets will fly.
But our tone of indignation,
our refusal to back down,
will be remembered most of all.
In times like this.
