I doubt that Trump even gave a passing thought to all of the people marching through the streets of
cities across the Country yesterday. I don't believe he cared.
He is a gentrified elitist and he revolves in a different realm. And while I will hear about him over
the next four years, he will never discover that I exist.
But I do exist. And my words today will be echoed by many people...now and in the fragile future
that we all are going to have to face.
I have noticed that many Trump supporters have taken to social media to spread their abrasive
words of hate. They have no heart. But I still have my soul.
No one...nay, not one...will ever disconnect me from God.
I will sit in my wheeler today and thumb for rides. And I will wrap up, with pride, in my peace
blanket. I won't hold up a sign. I will send out a subliminal message, instead:
Today, let us gather together what goodness we have left among us...and go on.