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Enough

After hearing Jazebel continuing on her state policy of murdering protesters of her injustices.

Elijah sat down under a solitary broom tree and prayed that he might die. “I have had enough, Lord,” he said. “Take my life, for I am no better than my ancestors who have already died.”
– 1 Kings 19:4

I have had enough!

Enough of

Bullets sprayed on Black bodies and Jewish bodies and any-body deemed a no-body

Enough of

Hatred spewed from pulpits and pundits

Lies promulgated by preachers and presidents

Enough of

the Apotheosis of White America

IT IS ENOUGH

Enough of

this world where you can get gunned down while shopping,

this world where you can get gunned down while worshipping,

this world where doors of synagogues and churches and mosques
must be locked to keep out machines of death and their mad wielders

I am no better than my ancestors

So   Let   Me   Be,

with my lynched fathers,

shot-dead grandmothers,

chest torn mothers covered

with blood soaked prayer shawls,

raped sisters,

maimed brothers,

my murdered ancestors

ENOUGH!

Here, get up and eat.

here, get up

get up

eat

And I stood up and walked for forty days without hope but not hopeless,

Without any expectation but not apathetic,

Tired, just tired,

But I walked,

I walked

I walked to where my people once gathered

And received God’s dabar

I climbed the mountain without faith but not with fear

I was too tired for fear

I went and sat,

survived a hurricane,

survived an earthquake,

survived a forest fire kindled by God and Man,

until there was a quiet,

Until a whispering wind inquired,

“What are you doing here?”

And I returned

With words rooted in quiet resolve

To the cities of human tragedy

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