Losing

Losing our jobs

Our childhoods

The election

Our last chance at protection

I’m afraid

Of losing contact with friends

I’ve just made

Afraid of losing a fight

That we’ve already lost

Afraid that nothing will come

While everything costs

The most vulnerable ones

Today, outside, I saw

A bouquet of roses

Kisses stolen

From terror

We open ourselves to each other

We only have one another

The government did not forget us

A system, rather, designed to kill us

To will us into quitting

Because we’re losing

Never thinking

We would be choosing

Above all the terror,

High pitched and narrow

Minded, that the community

We cherish could protect,

Refuse to perish

Refuse our losing of a game

We’re not playing:

Not here for avoidance, survival

We’re thriving, reviving,

We’re losing everything,

Every system that doesn’t serve us,

We adore us!

Beyond biases, barriers

It’s the transmission of anything

but viruses they should be wary of

We are refusing

Refusing that losing

Means weakness

Refusing that losing

Means lost yet

Refusing that losing

Means anything but

Yet to be

Fully ourselves

Fully, healthy, in community