Thinking Out Loud … Again (Revised)

I’ve read and listened to a lot of opinion throughout the week centered around the Charleston tragedy. I have been trying to wrap my head around this new yet predictable nightmare in our society. I have read about the politicizing of real deaths at the hand of a racist. I’ve listened to the dialogue that suggests the different lens that applies to a White versus a Black assailant. I’ve heard the hate crime accusations, seen the picture comparing the arrest of a white or black person and the different techniques labeled with assessment of entitlement versus discrimination. I’m as disturbed by this as the next person. I am literally frozen with confusion over the tragedy in Charleston.

However, the most bothersome piece that aggravates me tonight is this. I have heard the notion that the President, our elected President of the United States – a position of such stature that I was raised to always publicly respect whether I agreed or disagreed with their views – be labeled a narcissist whose sole objective is to bring more spotlight to himself rather than offer condolence to the haunting pain the victims of the Charleston massacre are enduring. The man has stated that he has had to speak about this terroristic behavior in our own country more times than he cares to remember, yet, there are still people that want to crucify him for trying to be the spokesperson for change in the United States of America. He is the President, and speak on the tough issues is what he was elected to do. I’m afraid he cannot change the minds of those that refuse to listen for no other reason but to desecrate his term in office.

Despite the obvious, I still cannot fathom how our society can so easily pass the buck, blame other people, shed their focus on labeling and defaming the strong character of the POTUS, who is actively trying to address the issues that impact our Nation in the only manner he possibly can, by using the pulpit that he was asked to stand upon to represent the people when elected into office.

I’m not sure what it will take for people to understand the problems in our country are not the fault of the President of the United States. I’m not sure if people are able to fathom the true humanity that President Obama endures when he tries to speak to the needs of our country, and becomes simply the fodder for those that only want to diminish his position in office.

Let’s try for a moment to remember this turmoil is not about Barack Obama. This issue is not about a political agenda.

This turmoil is really about no one else but ourselves, our own inability to look in the mirror and recognize as individuals in this nation of suggested freedom, that we are responsible for the energy that creates or extinguishes the monsters that exist in and around us. Until we can truly face the music, and begin to listen and create the dialogue that offers resolution, collaboration, respect and forward thinking, we will always find an outlet like a President of color to hammer upon so we haven’t any need to look at ourselves. Please, look in the mirror.

We are a nation of entitlement. We need to get over ourselves and stop complaining and start loving one another unconditionally. Start moving forward.

There truly is a benefit to positive thinking. There is truly even a greater benefit to sharing a positive frame of mind in that collaboration. Let’s begin that dialogue as a nation. Until we can start a real conversation with one another, we will always find a way to cast blame and inevitably politicize our shortcomings.

Let’s not make our own insecurities and fear of communication feed a mission statement for defining who we are in our country. That certainly does not have to be who we are together in this struggle.

Think about where it is we all come from. Think about our roots before we use an easy out to shelter ourselves from being a part of the storm of hypocrisy we live and breathe every day in America. Instead, let’s begin to listen and recognize love. Peace.

A Morning Stroll (after the tragedy)

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Walk with eyes open, a different look today,

notice the change of heart, perhaps a hesitation,

that normal glance of hello now secondary

to this inherent need shadows fear’s trepidation.

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Seems everyday can never be the same as it were,

when yesterday the stroll seemed arbitrary.

Crossing the street occurs always a bit easier

when safety, our very existence isn’t held contrary.

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Their eyes were gleaming when later I drove by,

two or three standing together, smiling, innocent,

I watched as they noticed me a stranger whose ‘why’

rather might protect their hearts from hate’s lament.

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There is race, simple hate, monstrous terror’s release,

The child’s eye is when love lost, crying, yearns peace