What Goes On

What goes on is not what’s going on

The now, an anomaly suspended in time

Stuck between two centuries

White fuck-you finger raised to the divergent digital world moving forward

While staying two-footed and whole-ass bound in the analog world of

Grainy black and white film showing the Fuhrer arm salute

The adoring worshipful masses

And the piles of what used to be humans

Skin stretched over skeletons

Being bulldozed into pits.

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Some people fear others getting what they’ve had for so long

A nation stolen from the natives

Misappropriated by right-of-white

Because for centuries

They simply

Could.

Oh, the good old days

When white Christian men ruled the world

Boot on the backs

Swinging the lynching rope over the tree branch, snapping necks

Enjoying a fine brandy and a good cigar in the parlor

Going to church on Sunday with finely-dressed god-fearing wives.

Their latest savior

(A genocide messiah)

Rode in on a golden toilet

With a chamber pot mouth

They fill with their own excrement

Spitting their feces back to them wrapped with gilded glittering promises

That the white shall rise again.

Back to the glorious 20th century

When blacks couldn’t vote and were lynched if they tried

Women stayed home perpetually pregnant and took their beatings silently

Gay was prayed away but put away and a lobotomy cured what never was an illness

Children owned by bloody strokes like beasts

And all the ‘others’ who weren’t allowed to exist; the ignored, imprisoned, silenced, mocked, blocked, stalked, beaten, raped and killed

For not being the entitled ones as ordained by the white god’s penis-powered

Terrorism.

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What’s going on is

White-lash by white wishful-thinking whitey-whites white-washing history

Under the white sheet trying to turn the white tide back in their favor.

What’s going on is

The deliberately ignorant believing their fake feeds and hacked-whacked conspiracy theories

The professional victims refusing to change, master new skills, move up and on

Blaming and scapegoating others

~who don’t look like them

~or pray like them

~or hate like them

For their own stubborn refusal to rise in a new century.

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In this battle between an old America

And 21st Century Earth

The past is winning.

But it cannot persist.

Demographics, mathematics and the raw physics of reality are against it.

Time also goes on and time runs out as old white men die and the trajectory of history is

Progress.

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What goes on

~is the resistance to going back.

What goes on

~is courage,

Standing together

Demanding

To vote,

To love,

To go forward

And live in Equity

~with Justice

~with Peace

In a nation

Where

*WE THE PEOPLE*

shall

Go on