I oftentimes worry that the world we inhabit is almost all wept/wiped out.
That the tears we have shed will give way to tearing down rather than building up.
That the anguish and heartbreak will be replaced with whuppin’ and whippin’.
At some point the sadness will give way to insane rage, as a way to jettison the genocide-aires from Gaza/Palestine, everywhere, and for all time.
In the meantime my heart breaks for the survivors, and their dearly departed loved ones.
I know that Aaron Bushnell captured heart(s) and mind(s).
But, it’s been a long time.
There’s gotta be a better, faster way, or we’re gonna run out of people in Palestine.
I oftentimes worry that the world we inhabit is almost all wept/wiped out.
That the tears we have shed will give way to tearing down rather than building up.
That the anguish and heartbreak will be replaced with whuppin’ and whippin’.
At some point the sadness will give way to insane rage, as a way to jettison the genocide-aires from Gaza/Palestine, everywhere, and for all time.
In the meantime my heart breaks for the survivors, and their dearly departed loved ones.
I know that Aaron Bushnell captured heart(s) and mind(s).
But, it’s been a long time.
There’s gotta be a better, faster way, or we’re gonna run out of people in Palestine.