We learned in Chicago, and after the murders of
Civil rights workers in Mississippi, the slaughter
Of Medgar Evers and Martin Luther King that the
government didn’t care but we
kept voting, even after gerrymandering and hiding polling places,
politicking door-to-door, on street corners with signs held high.
the Parties gave us their choices we didn’t nominate: their choices
were party people and
about power, to advance Agendas in a continual tug of war
between the Elephants and Donkeys. Somebody sold us on the idea
that demonstrations were wrong we needed to work together.
So we learned political correctness, PC. We didn’t want to hurt
anybody’s feelings by telling them they were racists, Nazis
Jim Crows, KKKs, Texas Rangers. Just A trick by some Government
hack to cut our balls off so the hate groups grew larger and
the politician’s bolder and the we The people weaker. Now voiceless
and ball-less we complained in soft voices afraid to make waves
against the politicians who kept massage us saying they represented
us. we were too weak to speak up until now when democracy Is on
the cutting board, the constitution shoved in a drawer
and a lawless criminal president who does what he wants, congress has
his back no law is too big to break, while dark clouds gather on the
horizon, soon the sun will be blanketed and the days will be dark,
while our friends are deported, Mosques burned, Jewish
cemeteries defiled because we gave up our voice and they
took our balls. now is the time to get them back, raise
our voice, our signs, our demonstrations in protest once again
to regain government of the people, by the people, for the people.
Before it is too late.