( a continuance in a five day series inspired by Dancing Echoes )
Our president is Black,
I want to speak to that for a minute.
I remember the commentary,
the pundits, the wannabes,
Racism is over, the President is Black.
I laughed inside until the tears began.
I wondered how many years,
how many racial slurs,
when will our society finally recognize,
our diversity is reliant upon our
acceptance, awareness, ability to process,
our world is not going to remain the way it did,
in 1950 when you could pretend away change.
We can no longer avoid the reality of our lives …
Society is intense, social media will speak,
our people are together, all, without question, simply
When will we ever figure that out?
daily renderings of diminished capacity.
Yes, I cannot call it anything else, beyond idiocy
on the part of our society.
So here’s my rant for the day,
I’m delighted we have the opportunity of
Let’s be realists and recognize the work ahead,
let’s try not to be skewed toward bandaids and kisses.
let’s look one another in the eye,
(tonight I would like to nominate ivonprefontaine to continue to five days, five stories plan)