❤️M-brace

Numb.
No words
Just a youth-worker
And a mum
Oh and someone who loves
People
Everyone.

Pretty much
And as such
Can’t begin to think
Of words like win
Of terror from within
The heart of a community
Where do we begin

We admire
The response
The love
That tries to overwhelm the loss
But is it a retort,
That reveals
An oftentimes hidden source

Already there
in the midst
Of you and me
Community
Inherently
The place of joint identity
That prefers ‘us’

That favours ‘we’
That gathers people
On the street
To stand
Together
To choose to see
What it means

To say

You are as loved as me.