Hearing songs and wild exultant drums -
My feet urged to dance -
Reading the brave words on banners held up by faithful hands -
Filled with the desire to turn the world upside down -
No longer just one voice -
Or a mute tongue -
Being with you, my comrade, in this city of memory and dream -
Wanting the march to never end -
London
March 2026
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