10/20/2025
I was one voice that night, afraid,
But mine is not the only name.
I called for help, for peace, for aid—
And left the world in blood and shame.
You swear an oath to guard the weak,
To serve the lost, the poor, the meek.
But every promise you recite
Turns hollow when you choose to strike.
It was my call, it was my plea,
But know I do not speak as me…..
I speak for lives cut short, betrayed,
For mothers mourning lives of children they’ve made.
