I'm untangling a necklace with gold links of lace while I listen to Trump spewing words of hate. The news is filled with MAGA banning books, trying to erase a writer's thought. Anne Frank has been taken off the shelves, and so the same hate that bans this book has sprung from another hate. We must take just one more step to learn to love without regret what's precious in everyone, though we may not be one of them. Which cold heart cannot feel all those tortured trails of souls? Who cannot understand the fallen tears of another man? What country does not know the love of freedom in the rise of hills? Our ex-President's reciting Mein Kamf, with a little mind that can't sense much. He repeats the age-old loathsome vile that immigrants are less than us. Their blood is bad, Trump spews venom to a country whose best words say, -Give me your tired, your poor. Your huddled masses…' Lighten, lighten your hair so nobody knows the roots of hate that show way down there. No matter how you dye and dab, we all know your deep, dark thoughts stolen from the Lost and Found that no one wants to claim again. Empathy is not a genetic trait. It must be grown on a sunny window's sill and watered with love once and awhile, taught to ones too young to know the faces of every kind of soul, and kept alive by the fireside in stories of those who still can remember peace. Our hearts should never harden so hard that we forget the pain that lies underneath the sad truth of the human race! We're all strangers in every generation, walking the truth of every age, while keeping the essence of those strangers that were once us. Ukraine fatigue is a small mind's thought. To be allies through thick and thin that would be what God would want, if not ourselves alone. Being part of a grander scheme means truly, truly everything. Haven't all our heroes chosen truth and denied the lies, finding the light over night? Now Israel faces another round of an age old hate going back so many thousand years ago, between two brothers who had the same father who loved them both. Money is nothing in the end when our honor is put to test. A democracy seems a worthwhile cause in times where shadows gather in every port. Useless junk can be left behind as freedom awaits to find rebirth. Threadbare sails from the West give David his strap and rock, for the few under armed who fight Goliaths near and far. Tolkien's epic story said, the elves came to the man's aid at Helm's Deep, to aid the dawn of man. Saving our race who fought way back when the gathering storm loomed in the East. Can we find ourselves in them? Love one another as ourselves, didn't God tell Moses somewhere along the way? And didn't we say, God's the best of us, so we will follow Him from generation to generation, with no second thought or hesitation? We should be proud that we still have love. Let us be a dream, in a heroic stand waving our stars and stripes in the fog of war, fighting with the best of us.
Join us for one or more of our programs in December, and Happy Chanukah!
CU Retired Faculty Association will present 'In the Beginning' talk by Sid Fox, exploring human evolution's captivating saga and milestones, on December 4th, with a Zoom attendance option.