9/28/20

By Josh Rubin

Covid on the rise in our country, and likely in Mexico, too. The hurricane season has not ended, and along the banks of that fortified river that defends the unjust portion of the world’s wealth against the poor and hungry, people who have seen all of the seasons through wait to see what an empire does in what appears to be decline and fall.

We remind ourselves of those people on the banks, and in the prisons run by profiteers to confine the poor. We will see their faces, those of us who do not look away, as we write our post cards, phone and beseech, and finally mark our ballots. We will vote, not for the candidate that promises to change the world to a just place, but for one who might hear us, and might hear those quiet voices. The change I look for is not on the ballot, and it will take more than pencils to get it done.

But we must do this. Sharpen your pencils. Take aim, and prepare for the battle of the ages. We are witnesses to monumental injustice, so raise your eyes. And raise your voices so that all will know the agony of the dispossessed.