It rises, brilliant

An arc
far longer than
a single lifetime
bends
its urgency
masked, looks
paralyzed
wise eyes only
know the truth

Awaking, love
grapples hate
each morning
collapses,
exhausted, each night
the fight inconclusive

Stirring
down beneath depths
long believed myth
it grows
it rises, brilliant

the good guys
are going to win
someday.