A Short Apropos Poem
The only way that I can keep going on
is to remember that like you, I love.
Like you, I thirst
I hunger
I yearn
I hurt
I do all of these things — nay — they happen to me
as they happen to you.
My heart treads a different path, but beats just as hard
as yours.
The blood is as dark and red
as yours.
My convictions push me as hard
as yours.
We are so alike, and yet we are so in denial
of that fact.
I keep forgetting, but I’m trying to remember
to channel the faith in my cause
into faith in us, that you and I
can be an us again.
That we are like me
and like you.
Like you, I forget this from time to time.
But that is okay, because you do, too.
We can forgive — people like me,
like you.