Our nation has had more than its share of distractions lately.
There’s one facet that grieves me more than others: this division of racism.
It should not be citizens against police. It should not be blacks against whites. We are all citizens; we are all people.
I pray we each and collectively can respect and love one another as a brother and part of our nation regardless of race, skin color and background.
I do think Jesus Christ is a huge part to healing and solving the hurts and wounds so many have with this issue in our country. That’s my opinion and I don’t mean to preach.
I did want to share a poem I wrote this morning ( 1st draft):
So, here I want to try a new mnemonic
Speaking of ill of a plague, not bubonic
Deeper than the skin that we’re in
It’s the face of a race to start and begin
Yes, it fractures the heart and does shatter
The fact my brother black lives do matter
No one feeling a hurt or deep pains
Presumes not to get wet as it rains
Don’t ignore or lift again an umbrella
Lend your voice and join a capella
There’s too much a cry to ignore
Not a bump, bruise but a deep sore
There’s a chance here to truly heal
Without a bandaid slap you barely feel
If only we care beyond the surface
No masked vain attempt lip service
Yet love and kindness to kith and kin
Gently trying to get at the root within