Waking Up (c)2020, by Pamela Schloesser Canepa
We were pushed out of our homes.
pushed into the night
a sudden awakening
where there had been no light.
Triggered, incited
forced to move on.
It seemed I breathed fresh air
for the first time ever.
Everyone looked on me in scorn
as I rolled down the window
saying Goodbye forever.
I was what they said I should be
But I’m now my own version of me
Grateful for change when they only
saw catastrophe.
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