Our vote is sacred. It is protest and prayer, strategy and salvation. It’s the voice of the ancestors whispering, Don’t you dare sit this one out. It’s how we honor the blood that paved the road from Selma to Aurora.

We were never built for the temporary. We are not a trend or a tool. We are the blueprint. And when they come for us, as they have and will, may they find a circle so tight, a resistance so fierce, and a legacy so unshakable that even the system reconsiders.