Sunday, June 21, 2015

Extraordinary: Grinchy Deray Mckesson Goes To Charleston…

Via The Last Refuge

Activists gather to campaign on issues highlighted by events in Ferguson 

And the one speck of hope that he left in the town,
Was a crumb much too small to stop Ferguson’s frown.

ferguson anger 

Then he did the same thing to the other folks towns’,
Pitting neighbor on neighbor and burning it down.
Leaving naught but despair in his racism wake,
As the nation caught on, “why he’s only a snake”.

Then a town in the South, it came under attack,
Their fine folks were murdered – the devil was back.
Oh, he relished the thought of those folks filled with rage,
“Why, it’s the ultimate audience for my racism stage”.

So he packed up his bags at a quarter to six,
And headed down South with his racism tricks.
“The anger, the rage, it’s my ultimate prize”,
The Grinchy-Ray said with such hate in his eyes.

“Why I know they’ll receive my most glorious schemes”,
The murderous thug having stolen their dreams.

It was quarter past dawn… All the folks, still asleep,
When he pulled into town like a glorious creep.
As he rode into town – his eyes filled with a glare,
He quick threw off his vest, and ANNOUNCED the despair.

“Oh, they’re just finding out now that this racism’s real”,
The Grinchy-Ray gleefully preparing his spiel.

“Soon, very soon, I shall have them all hate,
They’re discovering now, that my message is great”!

“They’re just waking up! I know just what they’ll do!”
“Their mouths will hang open a minute or two,
Then the folks down in Charleston will all cry BooHoo!”
“That’s a noise,” grinned Deray, “That I simply MUST hear!”

So he paused…. And Deray put his hand to his ear.
And he did hear a sound rising over the town.
It started in low, then began to resound.

But the sound wasn’t bitterness, anger or hate,
Why, it sounded, it sounded,… well, it sounded like faith.



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