WE WILL NOT BE STOPPED
POEM AND PERFORMANCE BY LASONIA S. RAGSDALE AND BLANCHE BROWN. PAINTING BY STEPHANIE GIBART.
These are strange times, but we will not be stopped.
From those moments of Earth breaking bombs
Steel cast birds that split the beams of buildings at the seams…
At the scenes of cracked concrete
Where once stood crowds whose cheers were replaced by
Bellows of fears…
While scattered and scraped bullet shells
Shower on our children’s heads like rain drops…
But we will not be stopped.
Stopped, stoppage, stopped up… really stopped up.
To the point that only an enema containing truth, integrity, courage,
and compassion will cure this infection.
Mix well. Insert vigorously so that it can spread freely and profusely.
Repeat the process as necessary until lies, oppression, and deception are
flushed out and eliminated
Uh… this ain’t gonna be no easy fix!
It’s that bleak November morning
When hearts dropped a beat
To realize the lead of our democracy
Rides a golden chariot of lies…
Spinning words of what-abouts
Directing to divide us from the
Neighbors we’ve been commanded to love,
Uprooting us from the planet that we all are stewards of…
They try to devour our senses with
Smiles and defiled states of mind…
But we will not be stopped.
Stopped nor fooled.
We all know that the agenda from day 1 was designed to tear apart turnaround,
Reverse, disrupt, dismantle, update, placate, propagate, and promote division of
Resulting in a loss of the progress that had been made?
Lo siento pero no entiendo. Por favor explique. Como llegamos aqui?
Como llegamos aqui? Como llegamos aqui? HOW DID WE GET HERE?!!
We will not accept
The abuse of the innocent
Separating children from family
Is separating us from our humanity
He can never trump the rights of the people
Our glorious constitution
Is our legacy
It is why this country is seen
As the land of the free
And we will not be stopped
Suspect was the freakish bromance between 45 and Putin
Only GOD knows how much tampering was done
And every time the FBI tried to turn the light on
Our attention…got diverted
By the ol’ bait and switch
How many more will jump ship or get the boot
We Cannot Afford to be stopped!We are the roots and the fruits and
The trees and the stones,
Are the blood and the brains,
The soul and the backbone,
We are the hope and perseverance, and
The grit that built this country into the
Greatness that it is…
We will not be stopped.
No matter how many laws they break
The legacy of that which came before us will remain
Hmm…twisting and contorting our Constitution while the Circus Performer
Spits, tweets, and clowns
What’s right is wrong; now—wrong is right
Some say we’re teetering on the edge so close to that cliff
Like the whistling tea kettle whose water is boiling over
This time the war won’t be so civil
These are strange times,