My husband wished me a happy MLK Day this morning, and then proceeeded to ask me if I thought that hate is a natural part of us. I was taken aback, because Douglas is the most loving of people, and I don't remember ever seeing him show hate for anyone. When we finally met face-to-face... Continue Reading →
You Don’t Scare Me: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge
Frosty eyes of hate. The light glints off your weapons. I won't be afraid! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #341: frost and glint. On this day we celebrate the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King's holiday, I am reminded that, even in the face of weapons, they marched. Seeing those weapons at... Continue Reading →
Why Hope is Still Alive for America
I was determined not to tackle this subject, but hope is needed today. I still believe in the American democracy. I believe that the idea that the election was stolen rests on the fact that in urban areas blacks and other people of color voted in record numbers and they voted overwhelmingly for Democrats, especially... Continue Reading →
The Solution to America’s Hate Problem: One Liner Wednesday
Posted for the One Liner Wednesday Challenge from Linda G. Hill. I saw this and remembered some of the images from the Capital riots, and I thought the same applies to the United States. The only solution to South Africa's crisis is for whites to accept blacks as human beings." The Right Reverend Desmond Tutu,... Continue Reading →
My Pretty Brown Skin: RonovanWrites
Bound by oppression. Unable to sway racists. I am human, too! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #338: Bound and Sway.
I Wonder If It’s Time to Buy A Gun!
I have lived in the United States all of my nearly 69 years, and never once have I felt the need to overcome my fear of hurting someone to purchase a gun. But, the atmosphere in America today, the blatant hate rhetoric in the Unitd States gives me pause for reflection on whether this may... Continue Reading →
Let Today Begin the Healing Process!
The morrow has come. May love between races surge. Let's heal our nation. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge. The prompts are Morrow and Surge.
Why Did the Dream Become a Nightmare?
My youngest great-grandchild and me. I hope the Dream will become real in her lifetime. On the 57th anniversary of Dr. Martin Luther King's "I Have a Dream" speech, the headlines are filled with news of protests against racial injustice and fears for our black sons and daughters. I had so hoped that with the... Continue Reading →
Rainbows of Hope!
Photo by Raine Nectar at Pexels.Com I saw a rainbow glowing beyond the horizon, And it stirred in me a hope that I had lost. It made me realize that sometimes we forget That freedom and love come at a heavy cost. It is a payment that everyone must share Across the generations and space... Continue Reading →
When Hope is Gone, What’s Left?
I read a quote by a young, black intellectual who believed that full racial equality would never happen in America. He felt the opposite of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. in regards to the Dream ever being realized. The sense of hopelessness struck me forcefully, for when hope is gone, what is left? When a... Continue Reading →