Your face hides from my unwavering eyes
as if it were masquerading through a sterile land.
It is shielded and guarded from not only me,
but the entirety of the world as well.
You must understand
that even after the storm
the clouds are reborn.
Through your trials and your plight
the world becomes more whole.
You may suffer, as many have suffered, and understand.
Your sacrifice is not all, for not.
You will not die from this pain.
You will not drown in all of this rain that is
flooding from your eyes, your heart,
your soul.
Pick up your slender chin
and arrive upon the plains of battle
with your heart upon your sleeves
and your fists up in arms.

Samantha Henry
Samantha Henry
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