By Lisa Huddleston
Look!
Listen!
Have ears that are open
Have eyes that can see
The signs of the times
And the voices from our pasts
Are all around
Ancestors
Our very own
whom Mr. Trump would trump
whom Mr. Bannon would ban
Immigrants, slaves, and disenfranchised
Oppressors and oppressed
Our very own
Call and are calling to us from their graves
Remember the wars of the past
Of the present
The ways your people our people all people
Died and are dying for being in the wrong skin at the wrong time
Do you hear them
Can you see their faces
In the bleeding cities
In the mirror
From potato fields and
killing fields
From long journeys and
Trails of tears
How can we turn away from
Turn our backs on
Turn our faces from
Those who cry today
For help
For love
For justice
The signs of the times
Of all times
Of what has been and will be again
If it must be–let it not be
These signs are all around
With clear eyes and unstopped ears
Listen!
Look!
And act to stop the unstoppable