Standing Rocks

the hunger i feel
for the pain of something real
destroys me

i want authenticity
humanitarians
those standing around that won't stop

who will chain their bodies to trees
fight until they're pushed down on their knees

i want grandmothers baring their breasts
and teenagers under arrest

activists
humanitarians
the ones who
really make the difference

you
are
my
heros

you
are
my
standing
rocks

create your circles
start the storm
because you have people sitting with you
from near and far

you can't see them
but feel them

you are heard
you are seen
shake your thunder
we hear your roar

stand
protest
light a candle
for all of us
who can't get our asses off the couch
to join you

you
are
my
heroes