アンバー・タンブリンのインスタグラム(amberrosetamblyn) - 10月7日 06時52分

When I am heartbroken and unable to explain the full extent of how I feel, I return to poetry. I return to the poem. This one is for all of you today. Today and tomorrow and the next day.
#Repost @amypoehlersmartgirls ・・・
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What I Will Be
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Dedicated to Dr. Christine Blasey Ford by @アンバー・タンブリン .
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What I will be is devastated.
Song gutted,
quiet hymned,
collapse hummed.
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What I will be is inward tuned, shock stricken,
numb held, blood sore,
heartsick-stained,
sonnet shelved.
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What I will be is a temper’s plume, a flame
abandoned, a root unearthed,
an ill soil; useless mud-slung,
dirt-owned,
dirt-kicked,
buried.
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What I will be is a busted hell,
a barb wired gust,
knocked out,
gut punched,
a screaming burst, screaming injustice,
screaming what about us,
screaming we are here,
screaming look me in the eye
screaming it doesn’t matter
screaming why
screaming I can’t
screaming I must.
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What I will be is fury fine-tuned,
focus forgotten,
depression’s muse.
A bodiless prayer unheavened.
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What I will be is a drifted force,
a worthless try,
a measured failure.
A failed measure.
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For now.
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What I won’t be is beaten.
What I won’t be is forgotten, gone for good,
bested by dread, done with the brawl of our soul.
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What I won’t be is complacent,
action absent,
burn elapsed,
motivation flat-lined,
taken for granted,
taken over,
taken off,
taken advantage of.
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What I won’t be is a coward.
An overthrown fight,
an apathetic synapse firing
warning shots. .
What I won’t be is pierce-less.
Shame-helmed.
Finished.
Final.
Forgotten.
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What I won’t be is the give up.
The give in.
The give away.
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What I will be is the shift in the air
which begins with a unified
change in the wind.
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What I will be is an eruption of movement,
the vitals of vindication,
a momentum brave.
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What I will be is here.
Alongside you.
Alongside us.
Until the powers that be
someday
become the powers
that once were.

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