Instead of “Independence Day” we need a Freedom Day.
A Day of truth.
A Day of love.
A Day of pride in who we are.
Artificial fireworks will never replace
the Starlights that led our ancestors to freedomland, because these lights illuminate life.
Independence is a myth that separates BUT
“Chinese Crisis” Theater of the Oppressed Exercise
We’re riding together but sit worlds apart. The stockbroker, the mother, the hobo living in separate realities, yet riding in the same car. The A Train zips from beaches to hoods to ground zero. Our liberal metropolis is a kingdom of progressive “niceties” . The A Train is a silver chariot carrying us through our politely segregated city.
The Lush beauty of this life within myself. Awaken my soul. Open my eyes. I want to see, touch and taste your love. My womb is filled with a creation that is divine. My spirit’s doula says “push it’s time”, so I take a deep breath inhaling courage and exhaling resistance. My soul has awakened because I have given birth to my destiny.