What Is Burning In My Heart?

I wrote this poem April 2023—funny how little changes.

Ablaze—tell me, where do I start?

Finding the whole, of which I am a part.

How do I become a part of the solution?

Massacres. Police violence. Climate pollution.

(White) People profit from BIPOC destitution.

What political structures need dissolution?

A new generation to amend the constitution?

The power to convene and collectively heal,

Expressed through our music, the pain that we feel.

Overcoming this burden is a community ordeal.

If you're willing to listen, please hear our appeal.

A vision, a collective, a brand new ideal,

Of a just society that power and money can't steal.

This is the fire burning in my heart.

Ablaze, ablaze—now we must start.