When The Blindfold Falls

The face of freedom is not always pretty flags of red, white and blue dancing in the wind, but rather dark faces hanging from the branches of a tree, or a display of breathless bodies frozen along a trail of tears. If we are to address the broken political system we have now, then we must address the social injustice taking place. Not poke the bear with a stick and watch the anger fester to the point the bear attacks back.