I have had a difficult time putting into words what my heart is feeling. I never thought of myself as part of the problem, but if I am not part of the solution what am I?
My heart is heavy. My eyes are sad.
They have seen what they cannot unsee.
A man, George Floyd, was murdered this week
by an officer on bended knee.
His desperate cries went unanswered
falling on more than one deaf ear.
Another injustice delivered –
Every black mother’s most dreaded fear.
I watched as many cities went wild –
my own “City of Brotherly Love.”
I prayed for an end to the looting
And a miracle from up above.
I prayed for those in law enforcement.
I know many an honorable one.
I prayed for those doing the damage,
for they are someone’s daughter or son.
I prayed that I would listen and learn
To open my eyes to what should be.
I am ashamed that I haven’t done more.
“I was blind, but now I see.”