I wondered and waited for you…
I wondered who would show up, I wondered who would stand.
I wondered if my words or calls for help would bring you to us. I worried my anguished voice would just fall flat.
I looked for you; I searched through the faces to see if there was someone, that one unexpected person to stand with me because they see and despise the injustices too.
I looked for someone to say, I heard you.
I looked for you to hold my hand while I cried about our babies being shot or strangled, then tossed away like litter.
I willed you to come to my side while we spoke about the broken promises and horrors that are inflicted on all my relations because we refuse to die off for the convenience of Canadian business moguls.
I silently begged you to show up for every possible reason I could think of, but mostly… mostly because you wanted to stand for and do, what’s right.
I waited for you to come to me to say you are part of our community and we are part of yours.
I watched for you to speak up and say, this isn’t my Canada. We will change a country that would treat anyone this way because we cannot, we will not, call a country that treats people like this, good enough.
I watched, waited and wondered about you.
I looked for you…