Of Boom-A-Ranging Injustice

CATEGORY

life

No, we can’t say

It didn’t happen; it did!

White House directed;

Senate produced; improvised

And played out right before

Our eyes—and they said

The revolution would not

Be televised—but it is.

Reconstructing reconstruction;

Scripting out the future

Of the American past revisited.

Indeed, a Tri-Trumpian overture

Played out in classical themes

Of constitutional comedies of errors;

And the beat goes on.

Yet, where noosing ropes

Once stretched and pulled innocent necks,

We must now take hands and pull

Down and ink votes; yes noosing votes!

How else can we prevent another revoke?

Now, in the present of the future’s past,

We must show that truth spat and dumped

Upon shall rise again.

Come let us throw the boom-a-rang of reciprocity

Bending further the arch of justice;

Shattering the “in” bastardizing its liberating birth.

Remember, it’s better to be aware than sorry;

Our confused and abused children are watching.

Let not his-story again reduce our-story to a footnote.

Let us continue to rise with our eyes stayed on the prize.

P.S.: The shade has not changed

         But the vote must!