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Brandi Oct 2018
We the people built the wall
You can look left
You can look right

But we the people
Built the wall

He didn’t
She didn’t
We all did
Wall (“e” dropped)

The battlefield is one we meant to use in case of war with the enemy
When did the Enemy become one of our own?
Or an entire group?

When did the Enemy become the media?
The press?
When did it become Trump supporters?
Or Trump himself?
When did the Enemy become those who dislike Trump?
Or those who are politically liberal?

I believe we the people created the Enemy
As philosophical as that sounds
We, the people, did it

We the people touted diversity like the ticket to tranquility
Placing our bets that this warm embrace of peoples
Would be a true gift for all people
Rich or poor
Christian or Jew

Here is the truth of the matter
The pursuit of diversity
Of creating a mural of the American people
Was superficial
It was not carried out to its full potential

We became frightened
Untrusting of others
And so we unknowingly
Yet willingly
Began to build walls

It’s quiet
Then there’s a hurricane
A mass shooting
An election

And suddenly you look and see a black man
Or a black woman
Or maybe a younger black boy
Or black girl
Standing behind their call to action of support for the Black Lives Matter movement

And for several months it Is everyone’s story
But then it is not
And people
Any color
Feels disappointment
And the belief that walls will just keep growing taller

Because there is hate
There is a form of social paranoia that emerges
Which means more walls

An angel appears in the midst of the havoc
The grief
Under a night sky lit by vigil candlelight of yet another unfortunate event that stole the lives of our brothers and sisters
Saying that God did not mean for us to build walls and live behind them

So one day
A family makes a vow to spread kindness and love to their neighbors
The family comes together in unity
They keep the pieces of their individual walls
But now lay them down at their feet
As a way of getting somewhere
That way leads to their neighbor’s house

They reach out and take the hand of the hurting
No matter what color that hand is
No matter their beliefs
No matter what political wing they favor

It takes two wings for an eagle to fly
Left and right
An eagle with one wing would likely get exhausted
As many feel today

The neighbors receive kindness
And then they act
The walls come tumbling down
They do good regardless of the Enemy’s hatred of good
We the people can all agree
There is an Enemy
That we can be sure
And as we lie in confusion over who or what the Enemy is
We the people are all suffering
From all sides

As more and more people say one more kind word
And we the people find places
Music for the spirit
Food for the soul
That always has been
And always will be
Ours to share and appreciate

It is then we look left and right without a wall in sight
They did not disappear
For the walls simply laid down boards
Displaying the human nature of us all
As we
We the people
Stand on one unshakable
Indivisible bridge

That welcomes liberty and justice for all
That always has been
And always will be
A gift for we the people

© 2018
Brandi Keaton
I know this is a lengthy entry. Please read in it's entirety if possible. I hope in this time of trial and confusion this can bring some hope as one people. Join me in engaging in more kindness. Thank you!
JaQuise Caldwell Nov 2014
I made it.
I’m here.
My inclination is satisfied.
I am welcomed by the fire ants
that now cloak the overgrown grass.
A smile greets me
from the daisies
planted by the Alabama sunshine itself.
A loved filled
“Welcome Back!”, is said
to me from far beyond,
from the fresh, sweet corn
in the rear near my uncle’s old
property line.
A sharp wind suddenly,
steals my lungs true love
and I am carried deep
into a memory I had hoped to keep.
This land, hidden by the red-dirt
road in the backwoods of Bay Minette is
my safe haven
when the world has gone to hell.
“This is why I came”, I say
to myself  before leaving.
This is where I escape the world
and I am free to live in memories.
AprilDawn Jun 2014
late  one November day
a dog eared page
from another  chapter
came alive
while crisp leaves  
swirled  and twirled
burst in
so amazed
the short list
can't catch my breath
out of my hands ,
into my  very core-
After Thanksgiving  2007 ,   the man who   helped me  find  a new chapter in my life appeared .  We went to high school together  and knew each other somewhat.I  had been  alone  and  recovering from my loss for  over  5 years at that point.I was  ready  to  start looking. Love has lived  with us for over 6 years now .

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