I was born in what our president calls a s---hole in the country of America, in Texas, in Galveston County, in Dickinson. Our s---hole government cared less about inequality and injustices. A s---hole country that had me in segregated schools, bathrooms, stores, everything s---holes do to remain superior. What should have been given to us at birth had to cross lines of suffering and protest. S---hole America is known for separating families.
President Trump, look at your own front door before you go outside. Follow the yellow brick road. You need to go to Oz for a heart. Now, how does that sound? Terrible; my point. Words hurt.
Trump’s schizophrenic personality is like the serpent in the Garden of Eden that ate Eve after she ate the fruit. Imagine people of all colors, young and old, walking hand in hand; beautiful. We cannot change the heart of this president, yet we must have something in place, more than prayer, to keep him from his racist, lynching ways.
Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. speaks from the grave: “Our silence is betrayal.” Wake up, or America will be for sale by Trump’s highest bidder.
Lois Henderson Jones