Advocacy is my banner

Truth is my choice

In the digital storm, where shadows take flight,

I stand in the breach, a lone, weary light.

My voice, once soft, now trembles with truth,

Yet the trolls and the pushers consume it, uncouth.

They brand me with scorn, with labels so vile,

A liar, a menace, they shout with a smile.

For one dose of Moderna, my fate was entwined,

A life altered profoundly, a shift so unkind.

In the clamor of voices, their chorus is loud,

Yet beneath their harsh rhetoric, truth’s not allowed.

I speak for the wounded, for those who are hushed,

In the wreckage of promises, where trust has been crushed.

Advocacy is my banner, through darkness I tread,

For those who are silenced, whose stories are shed.

Research and support, my rallying call,

To lift up the injured, to break through the pall.

In a realm where truth is a frail, fragile thread,

I stand for the voiceless, for justice unsaid.

Though they label me harshly, their words are but noise,

I forge on with courage, for truth is my choice.