by Lawrence Dreyfuss
The school bus
rocking up and down with each bump.
The cracked streets Push you high.
The further back you sit the more and more you fly,
the roller coaster of School District 153.
I sit with glee and see
the coolest kids sit in the back of the bus
The COOLest kids sit in the back
A nod to Rosa Parks - doesn’t matter if you are white or black.
In Elementary school, we had not yet begun to see race.
The sounds of children - laughing, crying - onomonopia
My brother, a child, walking home from school with a black friend. Racism still a distant idea
when people in a passing car roll down their windows and yell
He comes home in tears.
Race is a part of all of us.
It is why the white kids sat at the white lunch table at school.
It is why white flight caused all my childhood neighbors to slowly move away in ridicule.
Is it better to leave?
2am I am walking home to my Brooklyn BrownSTONE.
The sound of weeping from a window, a woman moans
“I can’t hear you, but I can see you,” a black lady calls from across the street.
“Are you okay?” I look at the lady, our eyes meet.
“Yes,” the crying voice responds. “Pennsylvania just got called for Trump.”
America will remember where it was when Trump won.
It told us something about our country, that you can win even if you fly too close to the sun.
People do spread hate,
if there is racism is not up to debate.
Martin Luther King’s dream has yet to come true.
We were wrong.
Trump was elected on the same day as Kristallnacht,
In English “The Night of Broken Glass”
A Jewish day of remembrance for when the Nazi brass
first displayed massive pre-meditated violence
against the supposed adversaries in their midst, forced penance.
As a child this always seemed like a historical incident retreating,
but today it seems that history may once again be repeating
So what now?
It if does not look like our country then we must change the appearance.
Sing a new song with a new found affirmance.
And if it does not feel like our country, we need to spread love till it fills every inch of this nation
No time to vacation
we stay and we work, it is the time of the layman
To stand up and make our fate
so that we can finally complete that campaign promise and make America great...for the first time.
Lawrence Dreyfuss is a political arts activist.
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