#aint nobody got time for yalls bufoonery

[erinlbowe]

4th of July, 2022

Bitter is the woman, who is told she is free, for freedom has lost its meaning in this country.

Free is a word without loyalty, without feeling – it comes out halting on the tongue and falls in a dark, disappearing smokescreen to the ground. It will mean something else tomorrow. And again it will mean the opposite the next day. On and on we are crushed with the trampling shouts of a country that opens our mouths and shoves down our throats a pill coated with that bitter lie: you are free. Thank God you live in such a country as this that you are free. Thank us that you are free. Worship us that you are free.

And so many celebrate. So many cheer. When they know, they know that not all are free.

Not all are free.

Children light the sparklers in the yard to commemorate our country won with grit and blood and death.

With the light of freedom gone out once more, we shall call on them – on all – to rekindle the savagery that once overthrew tyranny and shed blood in the name of liberty.