The Point
I see the tipping point
When the general consensus
Has picked up enough steam
For it to be okay to say
That this is not okay
Where the exhausted majority
Looked at the extreme and said
“Nope.
We don’t want this.”
Sometimes it takes
A million martyrs
Before people are ready to care
Enough to point it out
It is hard to swallow the irony
That it took a white man
With a gun
Before we got to this point
Good was not enough:
It had to be perfect
And what is the point?
That maybe…
An investigation needs to be done
That maybe…
Some scapegoats need to be fired
It’s the baby step of a
First step
And I’ll take it
My heart hurts
From the gaslighting
Being told I was ignorant or defiant
For saying SOMETHING needed to be done
SOMETHING was wrong
Before the tipping point was reached
Seeing the crack of light
I rejoice
Please follow the light
Pull back the layers
Consider
Maybe there’s a point

