Ode to the Rebels

You are not the heroes this world craves

but the warriors she needs

You paved paths of gold

over uncharted waste lands

you built new doors

that opened

to freedom

with mere declarations.

You turned eyes colorblind

but remained seated

You spoke dreams

into reality

while quietly marching feet

turned into thunderous echoes

of change

Your only weapons

compassion

and empathy

You see humanity in the very breath

of all those who breathe the same air

but speak in foreign tongues

You are never valued in your time

but in hindsight

recognized

as the rarest of jewels

You are not the heroes this world craves

You rebels with causes

but you are, now more than ever,

The warriors she needs.