Sometimes, we must call our monster out from under the bed to see he/she/it carries our face. - Amanda Gorman

It took us losing ourselves To see we require no kingdom But this kinship. It is the nightmare, never The dream, that shocks us awake.

We lay down our arms
so we can reach out our arms
to one another
We seek harm to none and harmony for all
Let the globe, if nothing else, say this is true:
That even as we grieved, we grew
That even as we hurt, we hoped
That even as we tired, we tried

We will not be slowed, come the loads, roadblocks, hills that may.

We’ll keep fulfilling this path

Until the world goes still to say:

Where there’s will, there’s women

And where there’s women

There is always a way.