They descended, swarmed
gathered, linked arms
the single voice of multitudes
obeyed a primal directive
to protect the babies
to preserve family dignity
fighting for brown children
against cages and cruelty
against the white whims of insanity
defending America’s future
from repeating acts of evil and hate
from a legacy of future despair
This is Bonnie, my friend, neighbor and colleague. She flew from our comfortable Town of Trophy Club, Texas, to fight for our nation’s heart in Washington D.C. in the Families Belong Together march. Thank you, Bonnie.
We once strove to march in love
with pledges to be our brother’s keeper
and to raise our sisters to be strong and smart
and to protect our elders in their aging twilight
and to be oblivious to color, religion, love choices
Once we strove as much
Then sharp words pierced through our hearts
words formed, sculpted and nurtured
in arrogant hearts that schemed to govern
the plural hearts in our midst and neighborhoods
that housed holy hearts in steepled monuments
Sharp words pierced thus so
Yet the words are mere vapor seeping through
the blistered cracks of demagogue lips
that whisper favors through splinters in weathered vaults
that protect the green scales of privileged legacy
that proudly masquerade a covering of civility
Five things I will remember about my Facebook friends and the 2016 presidential election
Graciousness:I have FB friends who tolerated my postings even though they disagreed. They chose to let my stuff go by the wayside, rather than tell me they think I’m wrong. I also have a couple of FB friends who publicly vowed to respect differing views. I thank my gracious and tolerant friends.
Passion:I have FB friends who are passionate on all sides of the political rhetoric. Their postings exposed me to stuff I would otherwise not have seen. I thank my passionate friends.
Pursuit of honest dialogue: I have a couple of FB friends who sincerely wanted engage in thoughtful dialogue. Some shared other websites and resources. Others were courageous enough to invite public discourse. All good. Many thanks to these friends who still like to talk to people who might have different opinions.
Shared values: I am so glad that I personally know people who share my political, and hence my spiritual, views. Honestly, I sometimes think I am so different from most of the folks I know. I am thankful that I have friends who sometimes think like me. I am not alone.
Some surprises along the way: I admit I assumed things about my friends, particularly when it came to living out one’s professed religious views. I have been profoundly surprised, and sometimes saddened, about what seems to be fundamental disconnect. I don’t know where this one will go. I hope to get over it.