We cling to our fragile supremacy like children to threadbare blankets woven from ignorance, fear, and misplaced pride. We regard our whiteness as proof of some divine providence, handed down from a white god to a white Christ to white leaders. The longer we cling to these delusions, the deeper the dilution of our denial becomes until the already shaky scaffolding of entitlement comes crashing thunderously down. We've squandered far too many years, oblivious to the call of history. Content to ignore evidence of our past, we have failed to unseat that self-imposed superiority in favor of deafening silence. We have turned over agency to the strawmen of policy, hoping for a spontaneous manifestation of decency, a moral revelation. Still, they have repeatedly proven they are uninterested in inspiring change, only manufacturing a marketable divide. We stand now at a cornerstone of history, equipped with limitless resources for change and the capacity to build consensus organically rather than through force of will. If we rise above our naked insecurities, surrender our fragile supremacy, and just LISTEN to our fellow man's protests, we'll succeed in making that critical first step towards a more complete union.

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Forged in the foundry of our nation

Quenched in a bucket of shame

The sword and scales of lady justice

Bear the brunt of the burden of blame

For ages so carelessly wielded

Cracks appear within the fallacy

Destined to fall to pieces

Our fragile supremacy

The scales were cast in old iron

Made from 400 years of chain

With a knee on the neck of their progress

We seem oblivious to their pain

So they answer injustice with anger

Rage out against the brutality

And we double down our convictions

To guard our fragile supremacy

With the ground at the base so unstable

Cracks in the foundation soon appear

The marble crumbles from the monument

Revealing the pale face of our fear

With the blindness of justice in doubt

We extol the virtues of our indecency

As the shroud of denial falls away

We cling tight to our fragile supremacy

The monument lies now in ruin

Sword and scale set to incinerate

History will be the ultimate judge

Of a people in such a disunited state

There’s still time to recover I hope

Rebuild trust through clemency

And forge one shield of justice from

The scraps of our supremacy

By J.S. Mannino

From: United States

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