Every book that I read
Every movie that I see
Every song that I hear
I let it change me
Every person that I meet
Every event that I partake
Every emotion that I feel
I let it change me
Like a snake
Shedding its skin
Only to cover itself
With a new one
To let go
Of the parasites
A new stage of growth
Every step that I take
Every choice that I make
Every breath that I take
I let it change me
a celebration to end slavery and yet the shackles remained white hearts in fear with attitudes of evil
jim crow laws lynchings no coloreds allowed, whites only separate but equal mass incarceration systemic racism police brutality
four hundred years as kept one hundred fifty years lied to is 2020 the year a promise realized freedom a reality for the minority so cruelly enslaved in various ways will prejudices finally be put aside
We woke up to a strange landscape in 2020. We should have known it would be odd considering we had to witness the impeachment trial of Trump early on. Why would we dare to think it would get any better after that? Especially after he dodged that bullet by being acquitted by the Senate on February 5, 2020.
Even though I was feeling defeated, that event empowered me, even more, to become politically active in the 2020 elections that mattered. I looked forward to the involvement and progress which was needed. It was something to prepare for. I could think positively because so many people in this country felt enough was enough, there would be changes made – finally. Then Covid-19 added a whole ‘nother level of required overcoming to my day-to-day.
I realize that it’s difficult being held hostage by something out of our control. Large swaths of the US population are being walloped by the current situation, feeling even more desolate and in despair than those who have security and stability in their lives. For those suffering, it’s hard to ignore that their way of life is totally in shambles. And the solutions are not easily accessible.
Living in a rural area of Kansas, I understand I’m very fortunate. Social distancing practices are much easier to do in this small town when there aren’t many people to come in contact with. That is a huge plus during these times. The likelihood that something terrible would happen to me here as long I continue safe practices means it probably won’t. Residing here is a good thing since I’m in three risk categories. Considering my past rants of living in a small town, being grateful is not something I had anticipated feeling.
Maybe it will teach me to be looking out for the positives more so than be pissed off about the negatives? Let’s hope.
But what about those people who are selfishly demanding their liberty, saying it’s a hoax, spreading misinformation, and wanting to open businesses recklessly without safety practices? Don’t they understand this is an opportunity to change how functioning in life, in this society, and doing it together could change things for the better? I’m cynical because I don’t think we will learn from this.
Adding to the shit show known as 2020, the horrific, unjust deaths of more of our black community members – George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Ahmaud Arbery – one more layer of indecency added to twist all our lives in knots. The ensuing riots, protests, and violence which is escalating; when will this anguish end?!?!?
It is a struggle, to be sure, but I’ll keep hoping that the takeaway from all this will be an understanding that we are a world community – everyone is being affected by these events! The enormous loss of life we have been a witness to is excruciatingly awful. It could, and should have been less.
Let us see the positive in coming together in a way that suggests we care about one another.
every issue has two perspectives
each perspective has reasons for its validity
validity is based on internal beliefs
beliefs are also known as values
values benefit the one
one must always try to remember we’re all connected