Standing in the henhouse... hearing the flutter of wings...
I was just a little girl when four girls only a little older than me were blown to bits in a Birmingham Church.
It took two years to investigate that crime of hate and rage and white privilege. It took another TWELVE YEARS for the known perpetrators to be brought to justice.
Today, the families, friends, and neighbors touched by that crime turned out to acknowledge the commitment of one of those who helped bring those perpetrators to justice, by electing him to the United States Senate.
In Alabama.
Where they said it couldn't be done.
Wings flutter here, in the henhouse.
Listen closely.
They're fluttering louder... as women who've reached the point of "NO MORE" expose the powerful men who've abused and betrayed them.
I'm standing here, waiting... too focused to smile, but with hope in my heart.
I have to believe that those wings are going to become a thunder.
A thunder that will deafen the Greedy Oligarchs of Privilege.
The chickens are coming to roost.
quietly,
Bright
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