For every soil untilled and possessed by a landlord
A farmer could have brought forth grain.
For every forest made bare
An old man could have taken shelter in sunshine and in rain.
For every river poisoned
All mothers could have filled their children’s hunger and thirst.
For every mountain mined and plundered
An entire community could have lived simply, safe and sustained.
For every indigenous leader killed to be silenced
A community will rise to seek justice amidst pain.
For every youth leader abducted to sow fear
A new generation will rise, remember and resist, again and again
For every child torn from a mother’s arms by raging floods
Another child will be born to embody hope, faith and love.
For every mother grieving and hurting
A sister, mother or daughter will raise her up to embody God above.
For every human being denied of human rights
Another must find courage to protest, resist and demand dignity for all.
For every child still hungry in the midst of plenty
A community must find compassion to nurture and heed their silent call.
For every people oppressed by the few and powerful
A leader must rise up to be a true servant of the poor and dispossessed.
For every broken dream and vision
We must rise again to seek new revelations and revolutions, amidst our protests.