smoke whirls
as flash grenades echo
and assailants
better armed than combat troops
trod heavily
faces covered
bullies
the hands and feet
of a movement that prizes
power
and seeks intimidation
we do not know who they are
these furtive intimidators
we do know that this is not
greatness
this is not democracy
this is terrorism
the yield of seeds planted
by clever souls
the seeds of fear and resentment
of racism
they march
these denizens of tyranny
seeking the tired, the poor
those who endured oppression and violence
and have come here
yearning to breathe free,
the refugee and the immigrant
no longer welcome
in the land of freedom
no longer welcome in a land that consumes
but does not give
too afraid, too resentful
too greedy
to welcome the stranger into its midst
to embrace those who
if welcomed
would flourish, and in flourishing,
enrich this land
who would work, and raise families
and be our neighbors
we have demonized these precious souls
deemed them dangerous and unworthy
accused them of eating pets
and made them the enemy
are there wicked people among
those who have come?
por supuesto
but fewer among them
than among those who are so proud
to be an American
but till we dehumanize them
and round them up like livestock
we line them up
hands zip tied behind their backs
we detain them without due process
and deport them
to places unknown
or send them back to certain death
what have we become?
this land
this United States
this self proclaimed “Christian Nation?”
this is tyranny looming,
a dark cloud of oppression looming
growing
obscuring the light until all
is darkness
true religion, Jesus said
is taking care of the vulnerable in your midst
it is feeding the hungry, clothing the naked,
giving water to the thirsty
taking care of the sick
it is fighting for justice
so what do we do
in these days, as armed men march
and justice is denied?
Jesus said we can be sheep or goats
we can side with the vulnerable
or ignore them
but that siding with the poo
and welcoming the stranger is not optional
America first (and only) is not the path to greatness
it is the path to the abyss
taken
one masked militant
one zip tied immigrant
one injustice at a time
even as the darkness encroaches
we cannot fight hate with hate, evil with evil
violence with violence
we must stand, yes
and speak, yes
and act, yes
but the way is clear
We must learn to do good;
seek justice,
correct oppression;
bring justice (Isaiah 1)
that is Yahweh’s way
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