Solidarity
- Maryam Obeyd
- Nov 9
- 1 min read
Updated: Nov 11
May the collective be a flame
That lights the paths of liberation.
Like candles on a stormy night,
It keeps the grief warm.
May this ink be a messenger
That writes chorus for the songs,
Of the people who have been silenced
It voices rhythm for those to come.
May this rage be the vessel
That holds the tensions of the time
Bridging pulses of courage and wisdom
It fans the flames that fuel collective strength.
May this solidarity be the nourishment
That fills our lungs with soul fire.
As our hearts beat harder,
Grit to bear what lies ahead,
It gives us hope.