We were the original
Chameleons
and who
will take our place?

Get back up
You fool
To lie here while
Your mother weeps

Look now.
Do not give in to the
Typical Outcome.

Get back up
and remind that
little girl on a bike
that passer-by
that by-stander
they just missed their chance
To Awaken their Spirit.

Do you think
their own trauma
Keeps them Blind?

You’d had enough,
didn’t you?
What was left unsaid?

Who will call her now
and tell her
You’re Gone
and she can give up
the Waiting.

Look over there
on the other side of that mountain.
Can’t you see her
face in the window
imagining the Euphoria
of your
Reunion?

Get up and tell her
She will never know
What happened to
You.

Those people.

Those people.

Get up now
See the disguise
that was unnecessary
Your hiding place
Your Take a Stand
You’re fed up with-

Get UP!

You lay there to bleed
They need your story
They need that courage
To show how taken and
Stolen, your talent
Your Birthright Potential

Wipe the stains
Off your hands.
Get up now
and join her at the window.

This was never and always
the way you came home.

This was never and always
the way you came home.

© Samantha Lazar2019