Here is it again,
a day set aside for
celebrating what unifies family,
and the occasional stranger.
Yet, how does one write
about this Holiday?
In this era of cultural sensitivity
and being “woke”, (a despicable term)
can we still celebrate this day without the
shadow of guilt creeping in?
Abraham Lincoln created Thanksgiving
in an effort to unify a divided nation
during the Civil War and remind the
citizens of this nation that we are still
one from many.
Lincoln’s intention was as that of a healer,
while ignoring the ineffaceable scars
of tragedy the early settlers endured and
imposed on each other and the Natives
upon which we built our country.
It’s a holiday designed to help us remember
that though great strife, suffering and difficulty,
we have remained united and that there is
no event, no instance so terrible as to wipe
this Democracy from the face of the world.
It is a day to be thankful to the forbearers
of the greatest of all ideals, that we, that all people,
can and should be forever free and any yoke of
oppression can be overcome through standing
I guess that is the best way to celebrate this holiday,
with a reverence for what came before and knowledge
of the trials yet to come, and in that knowing reverence,
be thankful we are here, together.