1938

1938

I was laughing, at Cary Grant,

and Katharine Hepburn,

black and white,

until I started remembering,

the history.

Madmen were alive then, drunk,

on power and racism,

speaches of hate, war,

twisted cross, fire and bombs,

millions of dead bones to their credit.

Accountable for each fragment,

each ruined life.

I also noticed

there were no African Americans,

in that movie,

prosperity was for whites only.

Decades later,

the struggle, protests,

sitting, in the front of the bus,

Rev. King being a light,

water cannons,

turned on humans. Marches.

“I have a dream…”

An entire group of people,

fighting,

to be considered equals,

PEOPLE.

So the movie isn’t funny,

anymore.

A lot was about to happen,

1938, and beyond.

 

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