Tired of mass shootings and madmen who act alone.
Tired of ‘Why’d he do it?’
Tired of ‘motive unknown.’
Today, I’m tired of death; the slaughter of innocents.
Did you hear it? The sound of that gun?
Not a gun for sporting or hunting or protection—or for whatever reason those who love their guns say they need them.
No. That gun was built for one thing and one thing only.
Mowing people down.
Taking life blindly, at a distance, in rapid succession.
Today, I’m tired of these days.
Tired of prayers and condolences and deepest sympathies. Tired of looking at the faces of those lost and those left behind and thinking, ‘My God, my God, we will fail them too.’ Just like we failed after Sandy Hook. And Pulse. And Virginia Tech. And still, we cannot talk about guns or mental health or how we can prevent this from happening again.
Today, I’m tired of hurricanes the size and scale of which we haven’t seen; at least not this close together.
Tired that even as we see our cities destroyed and our fellow citizens lives torn apart, still we cannot talk about the man-made warming of our planet or urban sprawl or renewable energy.
Today, I’m tired of our leader who sows discontent and chaos and division. Who peddles love and God when it’s convenient. Who still calls women ‘nasty’ and those who would speak out about racial injustice ‘sons of bitches.’ Who insists white supremacists include ‘fine people.’
How in this day and age are we still talking like this? How do I explain this world to my children?
Today, I’m tired of distraction and red meat for the base. I’m tired of tweets and rants that keep us talking about all the wrong things; anthems and patriotism and the military, instead of racial injustice and equality. I’m tired of shut-up-and-play. Tired of ungrateful and uppity; labels we outgrew long ago, still tossed around and laid at the feet of the courageous.
Today, I’m tired of ‘too soon to talk policy.’ If not today, when? When would be a good time? After the next mass shooting? The next hurricane? The next gunning down of an innocent black or brown person?
When will our leaders find the courage to put country first? To put us first? We, the people.
Today, I’m tired. So, so tired.
So today, I’ll rest.
Because that’s what you do when you’re tired, right?
I’ll cry and then I’ll rest.
So that tomorrow, I can do all the things; Raise my humans, learn, write, speak up, give, act.
Today I will rest so that tomorrow I can resist.