Consistent
A Poem
Sometimes I think God
Why did you send me here Here to this world on fire
Here to this the end this time Not like the other the ends but this
Could be the real end, the it, the big one, the last We have seen so many lasts come and go
Extinctions upon extinctions Dinosaurs, birds, bees
Flowers, women, trees This might be the it of it all
Civil war 3 or whatever they are calling it Is here because white supremacy can’t just die
It has to gasp and grasp and show out It has to rally and riot
It has to put boots on necks and hold MAGA rallies On sacred days
It has to spit in the faces of children And then maybe eventually
After all of this It can topple like
A confederate war monument Like a slave holder hero
Like christopher look what i found it’s mine columbus Into the lake, river, water, ocean, depth to
Discover what they have always actually discovered all along Their own insignificance, their own nothingness, the bottom, the void
Combine this with hurricanes and locusts and dry earth and dust Combine this with misogyny hurled in the name of progress in the name of
Every social movement is okay with misogyny in the name of denying Women voice and body is an age old tactic of every oppressor but now
It is cool and trendy and if you call it out Watch out
Combine this with kids graduating into chaos Combine this with rights disappearing in a headline
Then scrolled past Then another
Then scrolled past Combine this with the all lives matter crowd unless it is a pandemic and they
want a haircut Combine this with people in this nation
Going hungry being homeless having no health care Combine this with the global versions of that
And this is and just might be the last of the last After all
What have we done to earn another chance? To those protesting to those being consistent
In their objections to all oppressions to those Saying no to racism as well as no to misogyny as well as
No to capitalism as well as no to exploitation in all forms Thank you for being out there
Trying to save what’s left
©Jenny Justice. All Rights Reserved.
Jenny Justice, Poet. Author of Love in the Time of Climate Change and Reveal. You can read more of her poetry at Justice Poetic. Sign up for her newsletter here.
