The Soul of Virginia

A short poem

Photo Credit: Bonsu Thompson

Distant friends ask of elections
I worry for its soul
Late dropping statues
Richmond harbors old

Sprouting new growth
Open minds, open hearts
Husk clings through decay
Grasping at its parts

Inclusion is abundance
Delusion is decline
Making space for the many
To thrive is divine

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Non-binary Top Writer in Diversity, Leadership, & Antiracism. Best-Selling Author, Pleasure Activist, B Corp Founder, TEDx, Inc.com Top 100 Speaker

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