A 22 year old father in Wisconsin. A 13 year old child (A CHILD!) in Chicago. A mass shooting in Tennessee that didn’t even have time to get traction. A trial for a murderous cop, and an arrest for another. Elected officials voting against (AGAINST!) anti-racist legislation. And even now, Indianapolis. Stay strong, reader, for we must prevail.
Which Witch, America? They tell me you are wicked, America and I believe them with their stories, 1001 frights, like that of the gunned up movie cinema and the gummed up postal service and the poster child, swiss-cheesed with bullets, who was taught not to shout during shooting drills so they wouldn’t get shot and the police bullhorns that announce rapid-fire “Hands up!” to which the unarmed respond “Don’t shoot!” before the shots get fired and when the guns are holstered knees are down on necks and backs and huffing and puffing the asthmatics wheeze “I can’t breathe” and somehow the knee on the neck is A-OK but the knee on the field on the pitch on the yard line the knee that brings the theme song back to reality is the one knee that thrusts into America’s groin and these stories, 1001 slights bleed into one another as the raped and the hunted and the shunted come to the border to their new frontier their final frontier for a chance to bake their own apple America pie and without a wall you throw up cages the way piñatas throw up candy and goodies and you make the lines long longer than endless campaign ads and the stories of 1001 plights and you say “Votes up! Don’t drink!” and the woman with the water bottle and the man brawning the ice chest are met with the resistance that should be reserved for the school-going gunman and the movie-going gangster and the concert-loving marksman they tell me you are wicked America and I believe them and then brace and muster the courage to fight
©David Siller – 2021
For the first 100 days of the Biden administration, this website will feature a new poem of What’s Next!? These pieces can be calls to action, calls to attention, or calls to anger. They will light the way and guide the fight. They will get us moving and keep our momentum. They will be filled with hope, with anger, with sorrow. They will get us into good trouble and point out the trouble we need to stop. They will be polished gems, or rough-cut drafts of rage, or in-process pieces searching for peace. They may be haiku or tanka, limericks or lyrics, verses free or fettered.
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