LJ Idol Week #14: I Don't Have Hope For You

[chasing_silver]

I don't have hope for you.

I do have the idea that the world will irreparably change. I have the inkling that people who have fought hard, will fight harder. I wonder what will happen when people beyond this country are affected by policy that really shouldn't exist. I wonder what will happen when other leaders decide to follow suit.

I don't have hope for you.

I do have the idea that people will need to die for this madness. I know that there will be sick women in parking lots, cradling lost children, watching their flesh turn grey as they bleed out. I know that things will happen in the shadows. People will attempt to flee. People will hide who they truly are in the attempt to survive. We may see lack of health care. We will definitely see our friends and neighbours deported for being the wrong colour, the wrong religion, the wrong place, the wrong time.

I don't have hope for you.

I do have wonder for the man who has been able to galvanize more than half of an entire citizenry. How does he sew the hatred he does? In another world; in a safer world, the psychology is fascinating. How can he figure out just what to say to make them scream in glee? How does his brain work to be as charismatic to them as he is? While we may see a criminal, an abhorrent individual, he has been able to somehow encourage more than half the country to vote. While that may be for hatred and divisiveness, it speaks to what leaders need to do to get people to make change. He has experienced almost no obstacles in getting his message out there. I have to wonder if it's him, or if it's the passion of his followers.

I don't have hope for you.

I do have the idea that if he can galvanize them, why can't we galvanize us? Work towards the light is harder, true. It's easier to hate your neighbour than to put a blanket around a dirty, starving individual you have been told is dangerous. But the time has come to play dirty politics. The time has come to believe what is being dogwhistled over the nation. We need to start coming out in droves, too.

I don't have hope for you.

I have revolution for you.

We can use his charisma towards goodness, light, and maybe after awhile, that bruised and bleeding form of hope will rise out of the ditch, and spread its wings, and fly again.

Let's make that wheel turn. We have work to do.

This has been an entry for therealljidol. The prompt this week was from Thelonious Monk. He said, "A genius is the one most like himself". I played with many ideas for this prompt, but in the end, focused on what we have seen happen now twice within our political world all over this planet. We can't stand by and wring our hands and wonder why this happens over and over. He might have genius to galvanize his followers, but he isn't the only one.

We've got this.

Thanks for reading and voting!

Comments

[shirebound]

I do have the idea that if he can galvanize them, why can't we galvanize us? Work towards the light is harder, true. It's easier to hate your neighbour than to put a blanket around a dirty, starving individual you have been told is dangerous.

Yes indeed. Well done.