The drumbeat of commitment, the power of numbers

we will walk out our doors marching

to a single tune of solidarity and community.

we hear the drumbeat in our ears as we knock on doors,

an endless line of them of all colors,

all types of people will answer.

young and old, white and black, 

welcoming and suspicious.

we will keep going, our pens dangling

from clipboards.

sometimes our shoes are wet

and it is getting dark,

our dinner is getting cold.

we are tired

but we still hear the drumbeat of commitment.

we will overcome, yes, we will.