dinner party on a monday night
To love and peace in a world of blood and ruin
To a new life in a world of no opportunity
To truth among the hypocrisy
To smiles that hide the rage
To the strength to power on
To the outcasts in a world where fitting in is all the rage
To words, sentences, speeches, declarations, and confessions riddled with lies
To the celebration of the bare necessities
To the illusion of equality
To the naivety of the privileged
To all the try-harders
To all the it-gets-betters
To those who have the benefit of not having to understand
To those who don’t bother
To the self-taught
To the patient and the impatient and the indignant
To the saving graces
To the death of hope and the resurrection of hope
To the faith in another and the breaking of faith and apologies
To the hand of warmth and the shoulder of ice
To the sick and the tired
To the ones who couldn’t see the light
To the ones who know there is no light
To the ones who continue to believe in a Light
To the righteous, the pious, and the wise
To the ones who refuse to stop
To the waiting
To the ones already there
To You.