To the ones who have fallen between the cracks: To the ones who are unseen and unheard as society steps over you To the ones who care for others day in and day out without recognition. To the ones who feel vastly unsupported and infinitely overburdened I see you and I hear you from the sidewalk above. I will not simply step over you.
I see your day to day labors, of putting your head down in hard work and, putting your hands up in prayer each new sunrise as a sign that you’ve simply made it. I hear your cries for support and solidarity that are silenced by “bigger issues” in society. I feel your hurt in being rejected by the very society that you are holding up by completely turning arounda child’s life.
I don’t have the answers to get you out of the crack I don’t have a voice loud enough to make everyone listen But I do have my hands and my feet Where I can climb down and link arms with you To not look down at you But to look up with you. To know what’s it’s like to feel small and stepped over To add one more voice to the call; one more verse to the song of hope
Change isn’t trying to fill the crack with cement and burying those in it Change is calling on others to descend into it To hear the heartfelt experiences of others To bring a ladder and stabilize it on the bottom as others climb out so they are once again seen, heard, and supported.