stop and think

When I raised my fist on the subway and buses in proclamation of power to the people, I meant it.

The house is not the White House. It is The Peoples’ House. It belongs to us. It is ours.

We have bought, paid for and built that house for us. For our leader. For the leader who believes in the statements of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King. In a dream that was given, not just for him, but for all of G-d’s Children.

That we wouldn’t know hate or fear. That we would live lives of peace and understanding of each other because at the root of all of us, all of our hearts would be G-d and G-d is love and love is pure and innocent and beautiful because it has no other nature.

So, all the cries of the children all those tears you cause, all the death and destruction, ask yourself: why?