A poem start...

Woke early, tired of it all

tired of the racism

tired of the patriarchy

tired of the inequity entwined in our culture

want to tear it down

burn it up

destroy the system that degrades diversity and difference

 

but i am in it,

one of them,

one of those who authorities expect to uphold the rules and regs of a system of oppression

one who gets paid to pretend that we are fair, we are honest, we are trustworthy

one who takes the little ones and trains them how to survive in  a world that denies their uniqueness, their colorfulness, their beautiful and bountiful honesty

One who is more woke each day

to the day to day inequities that damage and destroy

One who is struggling to determine how to stop the fighting, the fawning, the fleeing, the freezing

and be free

 

Free to flip the switch, to turn the tide,

to fire the bright light of equity

onto the authority itself

To show the patriarch a better way

To use the heat of passions fire to burn away

the rules and regs that stop the play