The Song of My People, Who are Threatened
I'm prayed more prayers for my safety, and the safety of every other person part of marginalized group, in the last couple months than I did the entire time I was being abused
I've prayed more in the last couple months for safety, justice, and retribution than I did in the 7 years, 4 months, and 3 days I was abused
I've prayed to any God I hoped may listen, including the one that had abandoned me in my time of need
It's taken me damn near 2 hours to write this, 2 hours to get this far through my rage, my sadness, the sorrow, the fear, the terror of what is to come
People are being pulled from their homes, their schools, their jobs, their churches, their hospitals
It doesn't matter if these people are here "legally" or not, they're being kidnapped and trafficked and held in concentration camps
Last I checked, misdemeanors don't get you trafficked
Last I checked, this was supposed to be a nation of freedom for all--- regardless of citizen status
The basic rights every human should be afforded
Human rights that the current establishment is pulling out from under our feet so fast we don't even have time to land and dust ourselves off from the impact
We're locked in a tail-spin
They think they have us backed in a corner, corralled in the pit of despair; and maybe they do, maybe right now they do
But I still have hope, that's the one thing they can't take through all the horror
I'm scared, terrified, but I have hope
Hope that one day, hopefully sooner rather than later, I don't have to worry for the safety of my community, for myself
I'm not an immigrant, or the child of immigrants, but I stand with them just the same
Because when they are gone, the next community on the chopping block may be one that I belong to
-Signed a queer, trans, disabled person
yousharknotpass
gamechangershow
turnnoffyourmind
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