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When this will pass?

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This too shall pass, they say. 

A virus that has consumed our lives. Quite literally, over five million of them. Five million mothers, fathers, friends, children, teachers, caregivers. As if time were stopped in its tracks. Smiles covered, families broken, learning halted, livelihoods ruined.

A fallacy that defies understanding. An unwavering belief in lies - lies that reject science and contradict every notion of our shared humanity. Lies that continue to hold us back from emerging from two years of darkness. Lies that put self over others, that endanger one's own community.

A murder, and another, and another, celebrated by many, mourned by the voiceless, yet unpunished by the powerful. Murders incited by hatred, encouraged by our systems, and dismissed by our institutions. Murders that remind the rest of us that the White man still towers over us.

A fanaticism beyond comprehension. An irrational fervor for one man whose sins are never too great - not for those who worship him with god-like reverence. A fanaticism behind a belief that the only acceptable solution is one that maintains their superiority over everyone else - all subjects to the supremacy of a majority too insecure to contemplate a life where petulance is not rewarded with a toy.

A nation seemingly beyond repair. A nation whose voices of reason are drowned out by the the double-bass chorus of intolerance and selfish hatred. A nation whose rugged individualism means you must go backwards so that I can go forwards. A nation whose core may be rotten, but whose people somehow find a way to accelerate its decay.

Will this ever pass?

I don't know, but we're still here. We're still here to peer into the end of this tunnel. We're still here to follow those glimpses of light, however faint they may be. We're still here to forge a world better than we found it. I don't know how, but at some point, this too shall pass, and we can breathe again.

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