Claudette Martinez
Canada
SUNFLOWERS STAND.
ROW BY ROW.
PROUD, STOIC, FEARLESS, HEROIC.
COME MORNING ALL WILL TURN TO FACE THE SUN,
THEY CAN NOT,
OR WOULD NOT RUN,
THEY WILL FIGHT,
NEVER TAKE FLIGHT.
ROOTED TO THEIR LAND.
WHO DARES PULL THOSE ROOTS WHERE THEY STAND,
THEY ARE NOT YOURS TO COMMAND.
BOMBS, BULLETS, WAR CRIES,
EVIL HAS ARRIVED,
UNAWARE WE CHOOSE NEVER TO DIE.
PITTING NEIGHBOR AGAINST NEIGHBOR USING YOUR SNAKE TONGUED LIES.
TO PULL THEM APART,
THIS IS JUST THE START.
AS DUSK ARRIVES,
THEY FACE EACH OTHER AT NIGHT,
SILENTLY SHARING HOPE AND FAITH.
COME MORNING ALL WILL TURN TO THE SUN,
TO THE GLORIOUS LIGHT,
AND FOREVER FIGHT!