I am a word warrior
although I know my literary gift
is not the universal battle cry
of “Omward” in all matters of justice
and for each person I desire them to be.
Yey I continue to
scribble them onto signs with Sharpies
opposing mistreatment of Wal-Mart of workers,
and war for no reason other than oil.
Post petitions carefully crafted
by better wordsmiths than I
to Facebook and Twitter
to recruit others
in sharing outrage and objecting.
Maintain a myriad
of blogs and columns
covering everything from
news to poetry.
to breathe life
into characters ranging
from an adolescent fairy godmother in training
to transracial, transnational adoptee with a disability
in hopes that fictional adventures
will teach someone real life lessons.
Letters cannot reconstruct
one weather damaged building
or fill a single belly.
But this particular body
has little else to offer