Without mentioning politics or parties or candidates, this came out of my head today.
We all have good days and bad days and days when we wonder when this will end,
When can we go back to where we were before
Fear used to stoke hate
Religion and government failing us.
Things changed so much that we barely recognize our country
and don’t like most of what we see and hear.
We all have good moments and bad moments
And we all know that we aren’t ever going to be the same
Our country won’t be the same
Our lives won’t be the same
We won’t be the same.
We aren’t going back to the world we lived in a year ago.
That world will never exist again.
That is scary.
That feels really bad.
It feels like everything we knew is now obsolete.
It is scary.
It does feel like the end.
It does seem like everything we knew no longer matters.
We are living in unprecedented times.
We are living in a world we never envisioned,
That we didn’t think was possible in our lifetime
It was something we read about, saw in movies and on tv,
Science fiction, thrillers.
And non fiction.
Fascism, civil unrest, religion, kingdoms,
Rises and falls of civilizations.
And here we are,
Looking back to a year ago,
When life we thought life was so normal.
We all had worries,
But not like we have now.
We had good days and bad days,
Good moments and bad moments,
We had equilibrium.
Anxiety came and went.
Now it is a constant.
We had ups and downs.
Our ups aren’t as high
And our downs are lower.
America has gone from rich in life and hope
To rich in despair and fear.
We wonder when this will stop,
If it will stop.
How to make it stop.
And what will our new normal be.
We’re creating our future world,
Whether we want to or not.
Whether we think we know how to or not.
And this isn’t like any future we ever thought we’d create.
We teach our children to think towards the future,
That things can get better,
That they can control their destiny.
That their actions now will shape their lives.
We’re seeing the fruits of our teachings in real time.
Children we’ve taught to dream are dreaming.
Children we’ve taught to hate are hating.
Children we didn’t take the time to teach are neglected, or as the professionals say, underserved.
Let’s face it, underserved is a catchword for what none of us want to be.
Underserved means written off by society,
Undermined every step of the way if you try to rise above it,
Under means belowr, beneath the rest of us.
Except that now under is becoming more and more of us.
There are more under people than people at the top.
And that scares the people in the middle, who think they aren’t below
But are now realizing that maybe in the eyes of the powerful they are.
Black people, brown people, white people
Human beings, not animals.
No one is superior
No one should be afraid
And here we are,
Living in what used to be the richest country in the world
Living in what is now a country wealthy in hate and poor in understanding
A country born from a revolution, now quelling dissent
A country that welcomed everyone, now unwelcoming those who have come
Freedom has become a word, not a reality
Afraid to speak out, afraid to go outside at night
Afraid to put a sign in your yard
Afraid to seek more for yourself because the higher you reach the further you can fall
Afraid of people who don’t think the way you do
Afraid of people who love differently than you
Afraid of so many things
We have become a country drowning in fear
And the life preserver for many is hate.
This is our present
How can we keep it from becoming our future?