I can see them try to break you,
this other, a thing that exists
outside the comfort of what they
think they know
too scared to see you
and their face reflected in your eyes.
To look those powerful eyes,
that allow no lies,
and ask them to stare at the
hate that they made into
“alternative love.”
A love for fear,
for the words of a man,
who saw division as the
way to built unity.
I see them try to break you,
and I know this truth
they will not claim,
that you cannot be broken.
For when you feel weary
and tired, and just about
to break – remember that
I am beside you,
my strength is yours
and my words are yours.
So when you are about to break
remember that
you are allowed to take breaks,
you do not have to be the end,
you are not alone.
I see them try to break you,
and cry because they are breaking,
and you are wrapped in the power
of us and you will never break.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
