I have no more, anymore. 

There is not enough left of my might.

Exhausted. 

I’ve exhausted all of my weapons. 

Yet, with all the battles we’ve fought in this war

…we still can’t breathe. 

Our boots are laced up for combat daily.

We’re more than equipped to handle the load.

But, now, jumping into my fatigues fatigues me

My armor is battered.

It’s tattered and scarred.

It’s been worn and torn by

Racism

Sexism

Islamophobia

Xenophobia

Homophobia

Misogyny

Stupidity

Irrational bigotry

Christians who don’t act like Christ.

Police brutality

White privilege

White Supremacy

Economic injustice

Health Disparities

*sighs*

My breath escapes me trying to count them all.

Freedom.

It’s far.

But we’ve mapped the path to get there.

We start with a revolution!

A Revolution like the revolutionary Christ!

Then love,

Then conversation,

Then understanding,

Then empathy,

Then policy, 

Then equality,

Then equity,

Then love,

Then learning, 

Then teaching,

Then they will…

…stop killing us…

-Sarabi