Reemergence was slow

waiting for all the crimes

to be committed

watching all the pains

be inflicted 

letting all the things

be

One, two, three hundred 

four thousand and more

our numbers grew

overcoming our pain 

strength grew

learning our faith

growing

And now, to be gathering

amongst Peace’s warriors 

finding them uncounted 

witnesses of the powers

as they’re uncovered 

holding One and Other

in fear’s undoings

“What will they do?” we hear


“What won’t we?” our answer 

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