Citizens brought into The Coalition

hornless, polled, scarred, and out of the possessions
withheld like alterations to smokeless miracles agrift
moral triads and standways where ice chips steal the pain
never once in your soul, or in your open mind, did you consider us
we were the foundation, but in the dark rinsed fabric of caution
now near us you can rise with the common good, now humbled,
now affiliated, able to triangulate a fluid unforgettable flight
towards the patterns of the heart of the climate of injustice
now that you can make room for the neighbors of God
among your acquaintances with the downtrodden
like the act of shinning porch lamps, haughty and in a hurry,
that ragged first day’s journey you did not expect
would be accompanied, now seeing we were here all along