I wrote this at 2 AM with a fever of 104 last month (pneumonia is a beast). It’s one of the many pieces I’ve written with no intention of sharing publicly. I often fight with myself — wondering if my words have the meaning I intend, feeling as though I’m robbed of eloquence, or that I’m simply not good enough as a writer.
But I feel it’s important to share this one — that if my words manage to move even one other person, then I’ve done my job well. So, I share “The Soul of Humanity” on the eve of MLK day — a day to celebrate activism and truth — and to encourage sitting with an uncomfortable reality.
The Soul of Humanity
Censor the artist and you’ll drown the soul of humanity.
Banned, burned, ripped, torn by the wretches of sane insanity.
Minds closed, eyes gouged, we must surrender to faux conformity.
Starving out new ideas, acceptance, and diversity of the true majority.
As they stomp their feet and raise a cross where the soles of Native feet once stood.
Cultures forced to conform, raped, tortured, killed by those in uniform, plain clothes, shaved heads, a white hood.
Choking out all that don’t fit their agenda that is evil cloaked in verbiage that sounds good.
I’m uneasy and feel uncomfortable writing, do you feel discomfort while reading? If not, then maybe you should.
Because they laugh and cheer believing they’ve won over all of the fools.
Promising prosperity, greatness, and a quick fix if only we follow their rules.
Raising toasts to their guns and their flags and their god while children are murdered in schools.
“Freedom, guns, and the Lord” is a weird fucking flex when Ms. Rousseau’s class’s blood is in pools.
All while the rich become richer, the poor become poorer, and the middle class desperately begs,
For someone to care and make living affordable without cutting off both of our legs.
But we’ve put our lives in the hands of billionaires who’ve promised to drain Washington’s dregs.
Hungry for power and serving themselves — you think they give a shit about the price of your eggs?
Meanwhile, the Earth cries out as cities burn and towns are left with no water.
Our soil poisoned by chemicals and nitrates as we lead millions of animals to slaughter.
The science be damned as environmental health has become political fodder.
With zero-fucks-given for the world we will leave our sons and our daughters.
Then somehow empathy, compassion, kindness, and truth have become a huge running joke.
That it’s pathetic to care for all of these things and it’s laughable to be labeled as “woke.”
Not woke, but awakening to a world that’s been built with mirrors and smoke.
We will not be silenced, you’ve ignited a fire that we will only nourish and stoke.
All while the masses are somehow enraptured by a wicked cult personality.
One that demeans, deceives, and celebrates his own criminality.
As they embrace his anger, contempt, and poisonous gross immorality,
We stand to witness the gut-wrenching demise of the soul of our humanity.
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