I fear for people
For women for the promulgation of rape culture and the lack of respect so deep they might become breed mares and chattel with no reproductive control. Whose labor is unrewarded and taken advantage of.
For black men and women whose voices languish behind bars or in graves, and for those who are free whose situation might change because of a fit of pique. Whose votes were kettled on whose BACKS this country's riches were raised.
For hispanics and latinos who want a better life, and who labor ceaselessly breathing the dust of your yard work and the pesticides of your arugula brunch. Whose hope believed in thing called America so much that they traversed continents, and tried so hard to be "American" though they were natives to a third of it.
For Muslims persecuted not for their actions or deeds on an individual level, but for those of people who don't practice their religion. Blamed for clothing and buildings and facial hair, as if those made terror.
For the gay, lesbian, transgendered, and all that don't fit in a socially prescribed sexual box. Whose love and humanity is real, more real than the thin veil of convention. True as true to being who they are. Whose love persists despite being unable to express themselves not AT YOU but to those of like heart.
I fear for the sick, the dispossessed and all teetering one paycheck or diagnosis away from collapse physical and monetary.
I fear for those who struggle and dissent for the dispossessed and sick, Muslims and Jews, Black and Hispanic, Women AND Men...
I fear for us, because these people are us.
I FEAR WE MIGHT NOT REGAIN OUR COMPASSION AND UNDERSTANDING against hubris and hate. I fear WE will lose the fight against the singular identity of a nation OR race instead of a world of diversity and a planet of ALL.
I fear for imagined privilege trumping love.
My condolences... I'm sorry I broke down.
I WILL CONTINUE TO IMAGINE
Imagine like Lennon
Like muther fucking Bukowski
and all the unnamed heroes who FORWARD HUMANITY
I WILL Rage against the dying of the light with love, and with all the saints and sinners for the good of ALL.
Curt G 2016
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