We didn’t think-
that racism gone underground would spread roots
that a buffoon could call hate to arms
that even a fool would choose to destroy the earth
that Orwell’s nightmare would come real
that our indifference would fertilize Evil
that the vote for which many of you died was important.
We still hope-
that when we shed the shadows of Evil
that when sense returns to our country
that when the boot is lifted from our necks
that when we learn The Other is Us, too
that when we come knocking at your doors
You let us back in.