I.
It’s not possible,
I said,
When I heard the news
Of the White Police Officer
Shooting
The Unarmed Black Man
Whose arms were raised
And whose back was turned.
It’s not possible.
It must have been a mistake.
It’s not possible,
I said,
When I it happened again.
It must be an aberration.
It’s just not possible,
I said,
When it happened again,
And again,
And again.
It isn’t possible
For it to be
What it seems
To be.
It’s not possible,
I said once more,
As Donald Trump
Emerged
Unscathed
Over and over again
From things that would have brought down
A greater man.
It’s not possible
That his candidacy will be taken seriously.
It’s not possible
That he’ll get the nomination
It’s not possible
That he’ll come even close to being elected.
It’s not possible
That he is our President-elect.
I live in such a protective bubble.
Some call it
White Privilege.
I’ve heard it called
White Innocence.
This morning
I’m calling it
White
Blindness.
Because …
Of course it’s possible!
This is the United States of America,
Where it was once fashionable
For some people
To believe they
Owned
Other people,
And to treat those people
Like property;
Where a childhood
Friend
Could become simply
A slave
When you reached your majority.
Of course it’s possible.
This is the land where people used to gather
To picnic
And photograph
The mutilated bodies
Of Black Men
Who were still hanging,
Sometimes smoldering,
From the lynching tree.
Of course it’s possible.
This nation was built
On stolen land
And the spilled blood of
The people who’d lived here
For 10,000 years
Whose cultures
Were a marvel
Yet who were seen only as
Savages.
We used to say
That a Black woman could be
Trusted
To care for your child and your home
But could not be
Trusted
With respect
Or the use of the same bathroom.
This is a land
Where The Other
Is vilified,
Demonized,
And sent out
With the
Sins
Of the people
Placed on their
Backs.
Of course it’s possible.
II.
I know
Not all of those
Who supported
Donald Trump
Shared his
Racism,
Misogyny,
Xenophobia,
His fear of
The Other.
Yet the language he used
Was the language of
Divisiveness,
Of
Fear,
Of
Anger,
Of
Hate,
And those who supported
Him
At least tacitly
Approved
of
That.
III.
Only the
Blind
Can still say
“It’s not possible”
Today.
Only the
Innocent
Can believe that
Good will
And a return to
Civility
Is all that’s needed.
Only the
Privileged
Have the luxury
Of being
Surprised.
There’s too much to do …