Bursting dams explode
Fueling unhinged tongues
Roiling water floods old landscapes
scarred beyond recognition
The end of this world collides
with the untimely birth
of a new world ruled by
winners of a rigged lottery
How shall we then live
with death-dealing word-bombs
hanging over our heads
seeking to silence the resistance?
I woke up this morning with yesterday’s impeachment vote on my mind.
I’ve known resistance all my life–as a girl child, and later as an adult woman. This includes fierce resistance inside me when my full humanity isn’t honored, and sometimes polite, unrelenting resistance brought to bear against me as an adult woman with a mind of her own.
I’m also one of the so-called fortunate whose skin is white, whose citizenship is not in question, who isn’t living on the streets due to gentrification….and I could go on, but won’t. You get the picture.
I was deeply moved by Senator Romney’s courageous statement and vote yesterday to impeach our President on one count. The morning news was full of POTUS comments and other tirades against Romney. The news was also full of support for Senator Romney. He isn’t a saint (which I find comforting). He simply and directly told the truth and cast his vote as he saw it, against every other member of his party.
Silence is deadly. So is speaking out, especially when it’s costly. As I see it, I have a choice. Shut up and sit down, or stand up and open my mouth. I choose the latter. How about you?
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 6 February 2020
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