The balloons have all been popped, the confetti has long since settled, the check didn’t come last time and the check won’t come this time. Black faces with painted on smiles held out HOPE for CHANGE and ended up holding out their hands for change. Disappointment is easily forgotten through sweet speeches and amber waves of grain. The red, white and blue will never include Black, from sea to shining sea.
Lest we forget, this is the road often traveled that leads us to the road often traveled. We are so optimistic with a face that looks like ours own, until we don’t see that that face has never faced us…..except to chastise and patronize.
Oh, say can’t you see by the dawns early light, that we are alone here? We can stand on purple mountains and not see one that would defends us, helps us, calls us their own. Lest we forget, the White House is not the color of the house, but the status of the house. We simply clean it and keep it white.
Lest we forget, the rockets red glare are still sending death to people that look like us. Those bombs didn’t burst in air, but in homes of people, that look like you and I. That star spangled banner will not include Black nor will highest office in the land.
Lest we forget, we were dragged here for one reason and that reason still be the reason we are here. So wipe those grins off, stand up straight, look out for me, as I look out for you.
Before we get to proud of ourselves, lest we forget, when that paper was signed YOU and I were in the barn with the rest of the animals.