Say Their Names!

People are So Angry
George Floyd. Say His Name!
too Many names
Ahmaud Arbery. Breonna Taylor. Amadou Diallo.
Manuel Loggins Jr. Ronald Madison. Kendra James.
Sean Bell. Eric Garner. Michael Brown. Alton Sterling. Sandra Bland.
Too Many Names!
Philando Castile. Walter Scott. Atatiana Jefferson. Freddie Gray.
Renisha McBride. Stephon Clark. Botham Jean. Patrick Harmon.
Say Their Names!
Abdi Mohammed. Terence Crutcher. Trayvon Martin.
Tamir Rice. John Crawford III. Timothy Russell. Malissa Williams
Too Damn Many Names!

Take the Test!
How many can you name? How many Stories can you tell?

unarmed black man shot in Georgia
unarmed black man shot in Indianapolis
unarmed black man jogging
unarmed black man killed Minneapolis
unarmed black man killed sitting in his car
unarmed black woman sleeping Kentucky
unarmed black woman suicided* Texas
unarmed black woman shot by homeowner
No Charges Filed No Charges Filed No Charges Filed
Not Guilty Not Guilty Not Guilty

People are So Angry
the tinder is lit and the flames set to Burst
if Black Lives Don’t Matter
No Lives Matter
Period

*suicided - not done By her, done To her

Let's Dance!

Let’s Dance to the End of Everything

the final cries of a Social Generation

as we begin an age of isolation

our skins still soft and Begging

to be touched

our lips our lips

our fleshy selves pulsing

to the desire for Contact

our fleshy selves

the softer parts

not Studyin War the gentle parts

demanding Peace

tender but resolute

Let’s Dance

imagining the soft collision of Bodies

a Crush of other selves

awash in music

twisting and spinning in the Waves

the Waves

Leaps of Faith

Injustice Rules, wherefore then Faith?

it Is in Human Nature to Hope

(… springs eternal for a Reason

yes it does!)

there are Always those

who Believe in a Just and Conscious Future

a Time of Love Among BeingKind

that was after all

the message of Jesus the Christ

and So we still keep

writing dancing making music painting

still keep doing Art even in Desolation

the Cold and Dreadful Frozen Starved

or the Broiling Skin-Popping Crispy Critters

the End Result of unfiltered sunlight on the surface

Dig Deep

Dig Deep

is that the only way to Come Together

in the Mines?

tunnel down down

down through mycelium mast and mould

through foetid dank and loamy Earth

Soaked with punishing rains

(not punishment for the living beings anchored in the soil

they Belong)

it’s We who are the Secret

the Unnamed

the Uninvited

the Storm Troopers taking Over all the habitat

and killing land and sky

destroying Water

poisoning the Wells of Kindness Strength and Mercy

in pursuit of Mammon

can we Live without Sunlight under ground

away from a Sun now Deadly

sneak up-surface twice a month

for Ceremony Moon Tide

mångata the mystic path

North to Moon

through ether to the Mother

to disappear in Welcoming Arms

And it Really Was a Game

Congratulations All Around and Thanks

just those of US who Thought it was Life left hanging

w our jaws scraping the tarmac

No Way as even ones we Trusted Most

began to High Five and Celebrate

the ascendance of one who’s Less

So Much Less than what was Dreamed

and those Pragmatic sunzabitches

Insist there’s nowhere else to go

I Beg to Differ

Let’s Dance!

for Children whose memories

are Locked Away

for elders waiting withering wanting

Touch Denied

Let’s Dance!  

for a planet pulsing to new life

in spite of All

for the End of the Road in Sight

for all the Love we forgot to give

for all the Laughter at the cosmic joke

Let’s Dance!

© 2020 pamela twining