BLINK (A Christmas Poem)

by joelmckerrow

The revolution was born today. Blink and you’ll miss it. The revolution was born today. The non-violence. The peace. Born today in the midst of Palestinian Territories. In the midst of occupation and resistance and fleeing and seeking asylum and governments built on power and a world built on atrocity, the inequality of patriarchy. In the midst of wrapping paper and gift. Blink. In the midst of Christmas ham. Blink. In the midst of family broken and family healed. Blink and you’ll miss it. The revolution was born today. A baby born today. And that he would break the back of violence and injustice. And that he would hold up a new way of being this humanity together and that he would hold up a new way of being this divinity, together. And that the gloom would dissipate. Blink. And that the deep dark would see the light dawn upon us all like split night, like shattered weight, like war boots and all talk of retribution have no where to march and nothing more to speak. Blink. The revolution was born today. Blink. Peace born today. Blink. A new way of being this human thing together. Blink. He was born today. Blink. So we were born today. Blink and you’ll miss it.

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