We Are All the Same
They will learn one day,
after too many to fall before,
that words are stronger than ever credited.
That the bold black of typed text and stained fingers
from honest words leaked on simple pages
is braver and can shift the balance of power and
promise and catalyze courageous change more
than the blood red stains on tired streets,
the bullet shells of censored thought
and misunderstood gospel or confused canon.
That the sound of poetry will echo louder
than rushing feet and screaming voices
and explosions shaking morning prayers.
Don't we know by now, don't we see
that their god is your god and yours is mine
and we all will die with the same bruises
in the same spots on our knees;
kneeling, we are all the same distance
from whatever heaven we believe in.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-