The Dark Waters Roll
This a moral check-up…
How are you doing?
We all find ourselves being asked what our response to injustice is.
Not too long ago on the arc of moral awakening…
We didn't know what we were doing…
When we were pushing for an answer, we didn't want.
Because to ask the question meant to answer a long-standing cancer on the American soul.
First, we elected an immoral President.
He broke the dam, and all the dark waters that our nation has hidden from consciousness have flooded back into everyone's lives.
Reminding us of the dirt on our souls cannot be hidden forever.
This first monster of our own creation was unleashed.
Brown children in cages to destroy the American dream of freedom.
Our legislature House and Senate turn their backs on executive corruption so that they can pack the courts to end women's right to privacy.
Promises of a return to an all-white America where jobs are aplenty, the money piled high, and all that equality BS buried…
Dead.
The conservative, less government, fiscally responsible, Constitutional purist Republican Party led over a cliff by a sociopathic, day trading, pied piper.
Our intelligence services mocked and admonitions of collusion with America's enemies ignored.
Everyone can be bought.
Our President betrays his oath to the Constitution and is impeached.
Yet our courage to stand for justice ran away and hid behind indifference to truth for political gain.
This President was not removed.
The dark waters roll…
A plague is unleashed.
One person's nightmare is another person's lunch.
The virus, like the American President, doesn't know what empathy is.
The virus rolls across the world, piling bodies with a casual efficiency.
As it makes its way across America, us became them.
Prejudice feeds upon lies that support its belief.
The virus is only a problem for the old, the brown, the black, not white male America.
Magical thinking believes that a death toll of 100,000 is the limit and can't, it wouldn't go higher.
Can it?
The bodies pile up.
The dark waters roll…
George Floyd is killed by four Minneapolis Police officers in full view, fully recorded.
The third leg of this American sickness steps down onto our necks.
We are told we didn't see what we saw.
The third monster is unleashed.
The original sin.
The hole in the head, the heart, of the Great American Experiment.
Racism.
Mr. Floyd had no idea that day when he woke up that he was going to light a nation's sense of justice a fire.
Like so many hero's, he was at the wrong place at the right time.
His life was stolen from him.
Those that murdered him did not understand what they were doing.
They lit the watch-fires of our democracy.
From hill to hill.
From the valley to the plain.
From mountain top to ocean, the call went out that our democracy is in danger.
No person's life is in vain.
George Floyd made a difference in the world.
I wonder what he's thinking about as the world stands up in his name calling for justice?
The dark waters roll…
The flood has not abated.
We are afloat you and I in this uncertain place and time.
I want to give you hope.
For the first time, it looks like there is enough of us to row this lifeboat to that blessed shore.
The world hears our cry, "I can't breathe."
We can row this boat ashore.
Our captain is justice.
This dark tide will yell and scream, but it can't stop the journey of the light.
We can all bring justice once and for all.
For all.
We will answer that question posed over 200 years ago.
For once in its entire history, will the many become one?
Listen…
Look...
The waters part and in the middle walk a free people under the light of justice.
Peace
DFrey