m and y

even fierce warriors
must rest eventually

they deserve it

their decades of work
their pages and pages of words

their poems
their letters
their stories
their speeches

their willingness
to stand and be seen
to speak and be heard

they are not lost to me
who held them up as heroes,
knew them only from a distance

their ideas are immortal
their spirits eternal

they lived and fought
with a fervor i can
hardly imagine or hope
to ever emulate

my ache
is for those close
to them

those who knew them
as more than fierce warriors
but also as tender lovers,
mothers, friends,
humans

how much strength
it must take to share grief
with so many

i wonder what strength
it took and gave
to share them
with the movement
all this time.

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