Legacy of a Land

We cannot ask “why” or “how”

there’s been so much evidence of the misunderstanding sewn into the very fiber of the being of the nation. We exist as a nation so afraid of progress that we’d rather kill the individuality of the children unborn that we are so determined to save at all costs then have them grow up to be too “liberal”.

Love? We sooner reject them

voices dripping with sarcasm we laugh as violent acts are done unto them with guns that are cradled more dearly than those who don’t belong in the supreme vision of the nation.

We are a nation who has not ever healed from the legacy of rape, genocide, and theft. In the name of a holy one, the most unholy acts were committed against fellow human beings as words and differences were desperately searched for to differentiate one being, entitled to live as they please, from another one.

We are a nation who has never healed from the legacy of rape, genocide, and theft of fellow human beings. We are too afraid to look at the ugly truths of a past splattered with blood, tears, shame, gore, and hate.

We are a nation who has never healed from the legacy of rape, genocide, and theft. They are the building blocks of our nation

so we cannot ask “why” or “how” because

THIS

is our legacy.

THIS

is the lesson that has been passed down from generation to generation

and it looks like gun violence, violence against all women, violence against children, the erasure of violence against all men, systems of incarceration, depleting the resources of the land

it looks like our desperation to differentiate ourselves from a “sub-human other” so our acts of violence and hate can be justified by prayer, books, or beliefs so old the creators of them could have never imaged a today

or maybe they could have…

all they had to look for was the same fear and hate that fueled their slavery, genocide, theft and rape reflected back in the eyes of those who walk the land making laws and pulling triggers today.