Celebratory blip on history’s continuum, tracing No Kings’ DNA to
Occupy-ish campus encampments. To pink pussy hats — #Me Too.
To Peoples Climate March, Strike-tober seasons of searing street heat —
Arab Spring to George Floyd Summer …
With warehouse hands lick … the Mayor-elect hit my
Tear note Tuesday night
Hit my tear note like sopranos at Great Hope Baptist
Church, or Lady Day’s lovely “Autumn In New York.”
Bet he hit tear notes of thousands of phone bankers/door-knockers
Teaching NYC to shout No Mo Cuomo?
Bet he hit tear notes of those reclaiming time from Turkey Trotting,
Crooked rabbit footnote, PapaCop?
Bet he hit Muslim tear notes Big Apple-wide? Borough by
Borough? County-wide, state-wide?
World-wide with an authentic As-salamu alaykum and
Prayer for deliverance from raggedy-ass Islamophobia?
Bet he hit Jewish tear notes with sincere Shalom aleikhem? With
Recognition of tradition troubling czars, nazis, cossacks and klan?
Recognition of tradition opposing hospital-bombing, baby-killing
Genocidal maniacs?
Celebratory blip on history’s continuum! DNA of vigilance, steel —
Class struggle — solidarity. Tuesday night’s tiny glimpse reveals
Good things will happen when we Walk; Chew gum; Shout slogans;
Text — And Organize; Organize; Organize — At the same time!
Raymond Nat Turner is a NYC poet; Black Agenda Report's Poet-in-Residence; and founder/co-leader of the jazz-poetry ensemble UpSurge!NYC.