Understand the wait
for what it is.
There will be no great
leap forward.
That debate is over.
The throng does
not march toward
ordained fate.
There is simply each of us,
brave and determined, or wavering,
longing for movement,
for the embrace of comrades,
and there is also
the hard places ahead.
So, it behooves us to wish
each other well,
to mourn our fallen,
to fight like hell
for all the rest,
to occupy what
will come next.
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