How did we get here?
How do almost 50% of Americans think
That any of what that man does is ok?
In a world aching and scared,
How do we praise his hate?
How do we look at starving children
And tell them, you can’t live here,
And I’m taking your mother away?
Or stare into the eyes of a dead man
And tell him that’s okay?
Or hear the cries of an entire world
Begging for justice and peace and love,
And respond with threats and violence
Ignoring the pleas for the chaos around them.
How do we tell our children that this man
Who may have raped 27 women,
Definitely sexually harassed them,
Probably at least touched them,
Is the good guy?
How do we look them in the eye and say
His economic plan is best, when
It very well may be tax fraud…
When your children wake up in the morning,
Are you afraid they will get shot?
Do you wonder if they put up their hood
Or bring a hairbrush in their pocket,
Will they die in a ‘protectors’ cold blood?
Do you ask who the low income people are
The ones he is protecting you from?
Do you know the preschool teachers
Watching your kids, even through COVID?
And your grocery delivery person who kept you fed?
And the crying ones who have lost it all?
Speaking of COVID, did he care about your uncle?
Your grandfather, your mother, grandmother?
Did he hear the pleas of nurses, doctors,
As they battled the count of deaths?
No.
And yet.
How do I come to the end of this list,
And know I have not come close to “it?”
How can we know the things we know
And exist? Let alone be comfortable?
How can we know the things we know
And scream for 12 more years of this?
How can we lose the unimaginable and still?
And still.
Be here.
Vote. November 4.
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