Remove the stain…
Of epithets and slurs of hate, cloaks of white, sidestepped debates.
Remove the stain…
That history carries like a fight, unwinnable, still burning bright.
Remove the stain…
That purifies those born with rights, a roll of dice that made them white.
Remove the stain…
That haunts our past and hangs from trees, examples made, etched memories.
Remove the stain…
Of equal and yet separate, a place reserved so none will fret.
Remove the stain…
Of bus and train divided so, our fellow man, the common foe.
Remove the stain…
Drinking fountains, luncheon space, all distinguished by one’s race.
Remove the stain…
Of flags still flown on proud display, Confederacy lives on today.
Remove the stain…
Of eyes turned downward, begging pleas, instead treat all humanity.
by Georgie Weatherby
Striving for a More Perfect Union:
Equal, NOT Separate
May 20, 2021