A Nation That Has Never Let Love In
In a land that time has forgotten
there lives a people of a much lighter hue.
They rock back and forth on the porch
and sip from a bottle of Mountain Dew.
But in this land that time has forgotten,
there are others with a dark skin tone
who simply try and go about their business.
And they just want to be left the hell alone.
Though innocent of any wrong doing,
since they never asked to be here,
they worshipped the god of another
who said believe and never know fear.
So, on a hot southern night in June
in the old weeping willow tree,
the birds became quiet as the grave
and no hum could be heard from a bee.
Hate slithered right up to the door
of a church and was welcomed inside,
where there was prayer and love everywhere.
And hate was welcomed with arms open wide.
But little did they know what was in their midst.
Or maybe in fact, they actually did
know that life for them was at an end.
And that hate would close the coffin lid.
He hated them for the color of their skin
over which they had no control.
They sat innocently around in a circle
as hate filled them with many a bullet hole.
Oh god, where were you for these people
who prayed and stayed true to their faith?
Are they truly in heaven with your son
or is each just a lost and lonely wraith?
I cry for these souls of the south
who never knew anything but hate,
from those who taught them their religion.
But it was all just some worthless racist bait!
For they failed to teach it to their own.
If not, then why are these people dead?
They were killed by a son of death and hatred
who believed that their blood would not flow red.
And to this day, hate must surely live on.
I hear the cry that the south will rise again.
And the statues and the flags that are still in view
speaks of a nation that has never let love in.
Shelby I. Courtland
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland
Many were surprised when Nadine Collier stood in a South Carolina courtroom a year ago and said she forgave the young white man who had just killed her mother and eight other black churchgoers in a racially motivated attack.
Collier’s sister, the Reverend Sharon Risher, recalls wondering how she could so readily absolve Dylann Roof, 22, the man accused of opening fire during a Bible study on June 17, 2015, at Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal Church in Charleston.
I can only shake my head over the fact that Nadine Collier ‘forgave’ that racist terrorist for killing her own mother and the other churchgoers. I am going to keep this respectful because this is in remembrance of these people who were murdered for no reason because the color of their skin was no reason to kill them. There was no way they could hide that. They could not cover it up or chop it off or pretend to be another color just for a few hours. They were indeed, born with a dark skin tone and for that, they had to die? No, they had to die because this nation is steeped in hatred and shall forever remain so!
My only hope is that these people who worshipped their god, found some…..some…..damn! I don’t even know what they could have found! And so, I shall leave it at that!