My hope is defiant.
It braces my spine,
Fortifying my resolve
To find the good in the world
Despite the darkness.

My hope is defiant.
It crawls in my mind
And whispers to my dreams
That they are possible
With a little belief.

My hope is defiant.
It circles my heart
And grants me the courage
To do what’s right
Instead of what’s easy.

My hope is defiant.
It flows in my blood
And reminds me of my ancestors
Who’s hope, and defiance,
Helped shape the world.

My hope is defiant.
It knows that, despite everything,
We have the ability to unite
And become the community
We were meant to be.

My hope is defiant.
No matter how many times
It gets knocked down,
It will always rise again,
And again, and again.

My hope is defiant.
And now, I am, too.