Roger Reeves has written a poem “For Black Children at the End of the World – and the Beginning”.
I receive it today from Poem a Day with this explanation from Roger Reeves.
“‘I don’t want the police to shoot me,’ said L—, a friend’s five-year-old child, a little boy who was waiting in his parents’ car, waiting to participate in a socially-distant, car-caravan-protest that would snake its way through the South Austin streets, a protest aimed at the City Manager and the City Council’s recent deliberation over the police budget. Another friend’s child, a boy of eight, said the same thing while participating in a protest shortly after the murder of George Floyd, waving at snipers on the roof of the capitol building in hopes that if he waved, then snipers might not shoot him. Some of the snipers waved back. I realized that these black children must be accounted for, loved, considered in the middle of this moment of protesting, in the middle of this fight against white supremacy. I wrote this poem as a turn to them, to the black children that live in America and have lived in America. I wrote it for all of us.”
You can read the poem here: https://poets.org/poem-a-day
I’m with the poem and these words of Mary Oliver.
I tell you this
to break your heart,
by which I mean only
that it break open and never close again
to the rest of the world.
– Mary Oliver