. . . Together we’ll make it to safety, at last,
and in the meantime, we can pull more bottles
into the boat until it’s so full of life that it wouldn’t
dare sink
Our combined strength will steer us to land,
to the promised land where we’ll all be safe
and cherished for having sailed through rough water,
through the storm and the howling night
and then,
and then,
and then, we can go forth into better days to tell our
stories of the ordeal, of survival, of determination,
of grit, of courage, of patience and fortitude
because life always trumps fear and
together we will overcome all odds
The boat is a bit leaky but it’s sturdy enough
it will endure, if we all pull together
A rowboat is small comfort in rough seas
but it’s still better than nothing
Excerpt from the book, ENOUGH “Say Their Names . . .”
