More thoughts from the school board meeting held on Tuesday evening...
man was called forward
dark of skin, bright of eye
recognized for being the first
in that skin, to cross that threshold
in our district, fifty years ago.
He spoke eloquently, gratefully
of how his transition was
so much easier, less negative
than similar stories of the day,
his speech received with a standing ovation
nods of agreement--we've come so far.
That audience gone,
teenage boy brushed the hair from his face
as he approached the podium
to speak on behalf of his group,
defined by five letters
fortunate to have a club to call their own.
In a voice first shaky and small, then
growing louder and more sure
he spoke of their need for acknowledgement
the practice of one day of silence
to bring attention to the
micro- and blatant acts of aggression
that darken their spirits and dampen their light
(not to mention their grades, and sometimes, their lives).
One day each year, because for them,
we have not come far at all.