The Sun Will Shine Again

 

Hundreds covering a street

Signs blocking the sun

Staring eyes through shields

Sore throats and aching feet

Standing face to face

Instead of

Side by side

The crowd lowers

The voices rise

Armed statues towering,

“Kneel with us!

Kneel with us!”

Tears falling and

Voices cracking,

Until the sun shined again,

The blue and black

One by one

Falling to a knee

A peaceful interaction

Between the foes

A glove to a bare hand

Crying behind a mask

And crying behind a shield

3 words spoken

To come together,

“We hear you.”