Blowin’ In The Wind

Blackness, Inspiration, Life, Pastoral

How many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free?
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn’t see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind

I’ve been thinking a lot about the controversy surrounding US Monuments, particularly those representing the Confederacy. On one side there is a cry to remove them; on another side there is a cry to allow them to remain. Then, there’s the group, that may be found on either side that says, “It doesn’t matter whether the statues are removed or not, what’s in my heart is there to stay.”