We are born from a history of enslaved middle passages and barbarian death camps. A history of wars where bodies have been strewn across battlefields like wilted flowers left at graves of unrest. A history of racism and hollow patriotism; the red, white, and blue reduced to the bled, frightened, and bruised. Born from a history of planet rapists and the denial of reason. Disease, denigration, corruption, and treason. Born of all this and still, we continue to rise, to fight for life. To make manifest the intentions of the honorable and peaceful who’ve come before us. They live on through our voices and actions. May we write a kinder history for future generations.