Centenary

from Centenary

BART Station Bard

I know you’re angry.
So am I.
How could we not be?
Children ripped from their parents,
Concentration camps in Texas.
“I can’t breathe”
“I remember their laughter”
A child-man throwing ugly decrees from his high chair.

But from a high shelf in Europe come watercolor images a century on.
French families fleeing destruction.
Children starving in Yemen.
Corpses of trees standing witness as men follow orders into death.
As we follow our leaders.

They know who we need to hate.
In front of City Hall we are led in chants.
We know the story.
Our indignation gives us the right to hate.
We have worked so hard, but They stole our votes, our climate, our lives.
We will make them pay!
We will come here every night if necessary!
Bearing placards, twisted pictures of an uncrowned King.
A piñata we can beat to death
Until we get our hands…

View original post 176 more words

In Defense of…

from Seek the Best Blog

Seek The Best Blog

graphics-882726_1920

The Department of Accountable Responsibility

March 9, 2017

Please read this letter very carefully. You are required by our laws to respond as advised.

Dear Lady G,

The time has come for you to complete and submit the following form for your annual Right to Remain Hearing.  As you know, every citizen of this land must undergo an annual evaluation to determine if he or she is fit to remain in our society.

Please complete this short questionnaire. Your responses will be used to help us make a preliminary determination regarding your continued eligibility for societal membership.

Circle all of the categories that apply to your current situation:

  • I am working at least 20 hours per week. (Complete and submit Form 405)
  • I own a business or a farm. (Complete and submit Form 406)
  • I am the primary care giver of a child under age 16. (Complete and submit Form 407)

View original post 532 more words

Moments Like This…. Personal

A moment of gratitude; a reminder to stop and remember our blessings

a cooking pot and twisted tales

Image result for image of gratitude

I must be doing something right somewhere, though many times I question my own authority as a mother and call myself out for messing up now and again, but when you get a letter from your child’s school authority inviting you to an investiture ceremony because he has been chosen to be the school’s Head Boy, your heart can only swell in pleasure and gratitude.

Believe me, when I say that in a community where the percentage of black children is negligible, nothing prepared my mind to think that my child would be selected. It’s a new precedent for the school to have a black child as their head boy and moments like this make me thankful and a proud mother.

I don’t have all the material wealth to give to these young blessings who adorn my life, all that I have to give is my love, teaching them basic…

View original post 104 more words