Hope ©Dawn Minott

On By Dawn MinottIn Poetry

Hope is joy—

the kind passed down like heirlooms,
a quilt of belonging,
a patchwork of sacrifice
stitched with hands that remember

Hope is laughter—

the sound of breaking cycles,
the release of generational restraints
off children who grow strong
under the instructions
of those who came before

Hope is political—

a movement, a pulse
the fight for more than survival
it’s claiming the right to thrive,
for equality in power
where power means change

Hope is social—

woven through our communities
a collective will to lift each other
to build bridges across time
and dismantle the walls
of what was once thought impossible

Hope is me, you—

vessels of dreams untold
a reflection of ancestors’ prayers
carrying their strength in our bones
we are the bridge, the builder,
the keeper of this flame
that lights the way
for those yet to come

Hope is the affirmative action of generational wealth—

more than money,
it’s memory, it’s possibility,
it’s dreaming in color, releasing
hands that will build futures
far beyond the limits of the past

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In creative solidarity, Dee

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