Resistance is a long game.

Today we walk on uncharted territories.

A ground never before explored. 

How do we move and swim with the fins of whale songs 

And dream of new visions and truths that honour our brothers and sisters?

And when did we decide it was too hard, too far, too slow? 

When did patience melt on the pavement into nothingness. 

I think resistance is a long game. 

Sustain the spirit and your body so you may live to fight another day. 

Feel your pain so you never have to pass that shit on again. 

Take a deep breath and be born into the soles of your own truth. 

I won’t live in other people’s stories of me ever again. 

I will listen.

I will hear, 

The sadness of the soul of the world

And with my life and my art - 

I will honour it. 

I will nourish resistance

Like this Earth continues to nourish us. 

Relentlessly, unconditionally, freely. 

Loving us lovingly through her sands and her seas

Her mountains and trees.

The kiss of night time’s breeze. 

We fight because we must.

We fight for all those who cannot.