Do you feel Her — Our Country?
She is weeping
She is desperate that we come out of such wasteful dissonance
I blame you and you blame me
But we are on the same side again This Evil
All this violence erupting
Volcanic bursts of killing
Have we become a nation of amputees?
There is a fine line between waiting and deteriorating
Between Consideration and Paralysis
Have we be become the goddamn avocados of the world?
Too ripe or too rotten
Can we not call a spade a spade
But leave the spades who are not spades out?
What is so hard about that?
Who lies there, in the corner, covered in blood today?
It is your mother and my mother
It is your friend and my friend
We cry out in reverberating wails of frustration and sadness and anger
But Know This:
Evil does not only not listen, It thrives on our painful confusion
And so I might remind you now —
Jesus came with a sword
The good warrior knows when to retreat and when to draw
Differentiation is key
You are not the Evil
So listen with me
Let us act in consciousness, together
Let us be These United States
Or tomorrow will just be