We are souls of the walking wounded
We are the remnants of a nation scorched
We are the phoenix rising from the ashes
We are the hopeful in spite of loss
We will paste back our spirits
We will support the frail
We will search for the answers
We will strenghthen our shield
We will build anew with resolve as mortar
We will care for people we barely know
We will learn to be good to each other
We will move forward and we will grow
Elizabeth Mackin