You've Done Enough, My Love
The time has come for change, my love.
I feel helpless as you cry.
My sisters and brothers,
My family in others.
But I do what I can,
I try.
You have suffered enough, my love.
I carry my heavy heart
in my hands and on my sleeve.
I'd give you my own air when you can't breathe.
It's not enough,
but it's a start.
You have done enough, my love.
Let me help carry your load.
I will fight with you,
and walk with you
As we take this
battle road.
Poetry Slam:
This poem is about:
Our world