From Majority to Minority
As they say, “Where there’s smoke, there is fire”
In this case it is certainly true.
For a people who once ruled so many
Find themselves in the place of the few.
For so long they have led with a vengeance
But the tide has now started to turn.
The majority finds itself strangely
On the fringe of a party that burns.
They arrived from the sea with a mission
Took the land and its natives by force.
With their muskets and weapons of killing
T’was a violent beginning, of course.
Then they sailed overseas with their weapons
For they needed a country to build.
There they found what they sought in another
And the blood of the innocents was spilled.
Man-made laws justified the enslavement
As they bartered for precious ‘black gold’.
Not much need for a currency system
As the humans were bought and were sold.
Generations of slaves built the country
All their blood soaked the land that we share.
As the children were ripped from their mothers
They survived on their will and a prayer.
But the winds that bring change were upon them
And the nation was soon torn in two.
So they fought to the death with their weapons
From the blood and the ashes we grew.
Many more later died seeking justice
Slowly gaining new rights never known.
To these giants we owe our freedom
And in time we have certainly grown.
But in spite of our laws and our freedoms
There are many who hold onto fear.
As they honor their ancestors’ visions
And the power they once held so dear.
All their talk of a government body
Who will come and will take guns away.
Truth be told it is not what they’re fearing
But a country that’s changing to grey.
As the races are coming together
The majority slowly will wane.
As descendants of those once in power
Feel the strength of minority gain.
In their hearts they are mourning the passing
Of a time which has long-ago gone.
And the power they had over others
Now a reckoning is born in the dawn.
So they scream out the 2nd Amendment
Wrap themselves up in red, white and blue.
But their time, like their fathers’ is ending
A majority rises anew.
Samia Ali Salama
Copyright © Samia Ali Salama | Year Posted 2020
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