The day you were born.
Your first steps.
The moment when you saw the sky.
A time not seen.
The war of Independence.
The war between the states.
The war for human rights.
A time not seen.
Before smartphones.
Before telephone poles.
Before telegraph wire.
A time not seen.
The edge of the universe.
The edge of our solar system.
The edge of despair in the human heart.
A time not seen.
Like a toddler new to the world, America is about to take a step of fate.
It would appear reason and ignorance are evenly balanced.
The cliff is the virus.
Science and its companion medicine shout out warnings to step back.
This country has seen death before.
But not at the hands of so merciless a God as this virus.
It laughs at a few hundred thousand.
The grim skull of the virus will not be full until it takes millions of lives from coast to coast.
Too many want to step off the cliff to see what happens.
If only those who want to tempt fate were the ones to lose their lives.
You cannot stop a fool from shooting their own foot off.
However, the determination of those who want to ignore reality are committing a kind of social suicide.
They don’t want to go alone.
Their hatred of government, of laws, restrictions, of minorities, and women spur them over the cliff like lemmings.
The jaws of the virus feed at the bucket of the prejudiced.
What makes America the worse at handling this global crisis?
Racism.
Both ethnic and economic.
A time is rapidly approaching that has not been seen.
Unless and until there is an effective vaccine, the virus will mount bodies to the sky.
This country has not seen a million people perish in one crisis.
Other nations have.
Other nations came out on the other side.
Different.
Matured.
They came to understand the value of one human life.
We, as a nation, have not learned that lesson.
This nation is falling and does not recognize its descent.
Let us change the trajectory.
Let us challenge the fear.
Let us make this a time not seen.
A time where compassion is our guide.
A time where hope is the arm that comforts us.
A time where love asks each of us to do more each and every day.
Let us, please, see that too many have died.
Do something now.
Peace
DFrey
