Whisper time

 Now is the whisper time.

The hiding time.

Stand behind me little one,

Wrap yourself in the folds of my jacket,

In the swirl of my skirt.

Cover your eyes so the sting

Of pepper spray doesn’t cloud your rainbows.

We used to teach 

That laws were for all

That rules were to follow.

We used to hum tunes

Of equality and democracy,

Of justice, empathy, sympathy

One nation.

Stand behind me little one.

Now is the time of unfairness.

Now we know that the path of time

Is a loop that history walks and walks again.

Stand behind me little one.

Hang on tight.

Now again it is time to fight.