We the People

On the day a bully takes office,

the rivers roar out a lamentation,

and the sky sheds frozen tears.

Even the marble statues weep.

In graves that the earth

had finally folded into healing arms,

the ghosts of slaves stir

from too short a rest.

 

But on the day the women march,

parchment rustles in glass cases.

us-constitution

We the people

Are created equal

Molecules vibrate faded ink into quivering.

Life

Liberty

The pursuit of happiness

On the day the women put on the armor of light

and march into the streets across the land,

on the day we claim our right

peaceably to assemble

and remind the bully

Congress shall make no law respecting

an establishment of religion,

or prohibiting the free exercise thereof;

or abridging the freedom of speech,

or of the press,

the lady in the harbor will lift her torch.

On the day the women resist hate

because we are all created equal,

no matter our

gender,

age,

color,

creed,

or sexual orientation,

the earth will answer our stomping feet with jubilation.

On the day the women demand

care for the planet,

health and safety for our brothers and sisters,

we will wake the country from its Trump-induced trance

and across this hazy land the wind will blow;

on that day the words in the National Archives will dance.

We the people do ordain it so.

 

 

Words in italics from our Charters of Freedom: the Declaration of Independence, the United States Constitution, and the Bill of Rights. Image of United States Constitution courtesy of Jonathan Thorne through a Creative Commons non-commercial license.

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Mary Camille Thomas

Mary Camille Thomas is a native of Santa Cruz, California who considers herself lucky to be back after living in Davis, Germany, Los Angeles, Holland, and on the road in a motorhome. She is a librarian by profession, but wanted to be a writer almost from the time she learned how to read. Her poetry has appeared in Sisters Singing: Blessings, Prayers, Art, Songs and Sacred Stories by Women, and she is currently working on a collection of poems of the spirit.

10 thoughts on “We the People”

  1. I only hope you’re right…..

    Jerry (FromY’ville)

    On Fri, Jan 20, 2017 at 7:41 AM, The Kingdom of Enough wrote:

    > Mary Camille Thomas posted: “On the day a bully takes office, the rivers > roar out a lamentation, and the sky sheds frozen tears. Even the marble > statues weep. In graves that the earth had finally folded into healing > arms, the ghosts of slaves stir from too short ” >

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  2. This is so heartfelt and touches me on many levels! Thank you, Mary! I am honored to receive it this morning! It reflects my thoughts and feelings!

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  3. Mary….I have sent this to so many marchers I know! Thought you’d want to know. I am marching here in SC…but maybe I told you that!

    Sent from my heart💚 Mary 🐝

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  4. Amen. Thank you for writing this beautiful piece Dear Mary. Love, Sarojani

    On Fri, Jan 20, 2017 at 7:41 AM, The Kingdom of Enough wrote:

    > Mary Camille Thomas posted: “On the day a bully takes office, the rivers > roar out a lamentation, and the sky sheds frozen tears. Even the marble > statues weep. In graves that the earth had finally folded into healing > arms, the ghosts of slaves stir from too short ” >

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