I Can’t Stay Silent

The weekly Five Minute Friday word prompt for this week is “stay.”

I turn on the news and my heart breaks. Fires, looting and violence. I don’t believe violence is the answer but I wonder how long lives will be lost unnecessarily?

There are so many voices fighting for our attention. Yet I know I cannot stay silent any longer. I need to lean in and listen to BIPOC (black, indigenous, people of color) individuals. For so long, they’ve been crying out for us to hear them. Yet we too often do not hear them.

Our world is broken. The voices needing to be heard are being silenced. It’s a scary time in our world. I have friends who were followed home by confirmed white supremacy groups in the Minneapolis area. This is not an us vs them or police vs BIPOC individuals. It’s so much more complex than that.

Friends, we may not agree. I still love you. I’ll always love my neighbor, welcome the stranger and stand up for the marginalized. We cannot let anymore dreams be deferred.

Harlem by Langston Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred?

      Does it dry up
      like a raisin in the sun?
      Or fester like a sore—
      And then run?
      Does it stink like rotten meat?
      Or crust and sugar over—
      like a syrupy sweet?

      Maybe it just sags
      like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

8 thoughts on “I Can’t Stay Silent

  1. Thanks for your words, Tara. I agree: we can’t stay silent. Thanks for sharing that poem as well. It’s so simple yet powerful. How many people’s dreams have gone unfulfilled just because of racism and discrimination?

  2. He had a friendly, winning smile,
    a wife, one-point-five littles;
    his life could sometimes be a trial,
    but some days were beer and skittles.
    He did not have to choose to stand
    ‘twixt us and the world’s violence,
    but thought that he could lend a hand,
    and did his job in silence,
    too aware the badge he wore
    was red meat to the hating crowd,
    but in that, he knew the score,
    and he would not be cowed.
    We might have found in him a friend,
    but yesterday, he met his end.

    Sgt. Damon Gutzwiller of the Santa Cruz Sheriff’s Ofice was ambushed and murdered yesterday, leaving a pregnant wife and a child.

    Who will speak for them?

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