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.
© Copyright 2014, nicodemasplusthree
Indeed! But I believe movies and many works of fiction portray the ideals of life we have and conveniently leave out things we know to be unfair.
Yes, art does show something of what we enjoy regardless of the time period. History hits me hard sometimes. Thank you for commenting, I really appreciate it!