“…if someone can make you believe absurdities, they can make you commit atrocities.” -Voltaire

I don’t claim to know everything that his happening on the other side of the world, and I cannot hope to ever understand completely.

I am a Christian, and taught to support Israel. I am also an activist, a student of history, and I am a mother.

Especially, a mother.

A mother of Black children—in America.

What I am seeing happen in real time is heinous! The nation I was taught God preserved is performing a genocide! That is wrong! I am also wise enough to know what powers are behind that, some of the whys around it, and why the US won’t stay out of The Middle East!

The nation loves to see itself as rebels and underdogs, a result of the romanticizing of our inception to the point the history is canonized as myth— as if we were Rome.

Yet, we are the underbelly—not always the hero. We have used our influence not always for good, but for gain.

Even if we must wash the blood of the money or launder it with foreign influences. I am a mother—seeing other motherless children, families decimated for the cause of GOD (Guns, Oil, Drugs) is not new— the cameras and immediate footage is.

Our reaction time is new.

Our outrage is new!

In admitting my ignorance to the geopolitical, I can always exercise compassion. I must! For this cause, and in this cause must liberation be tied to it! Compassion and liberation are inextricably linked! If I am one who exercises compassion, I must also seek liberation for those whom that compassion is for!

I add my voice to cease fire.

I add my voice to peace.

I add my words to the declaration of compassion, liberation and safety.

Let it be documented, and let I be counted among the mothers who heard the cry of children not her own — and advocates for their safety also!

Love is still a weapon and our only hope.