I’m so enjoying
these joyous moments
I can’t stop
going on and on
about it
with no apologies for it
for the reason that
for years an ex-president
who is seeking the presidency again
has been in our face
since way back when
day after day after day,
acting, literally, in the most melancholic
ways,
standing in the way of joy
in our country
like the moon sometimes
blocks the rays of the sun,
hardly ever a smile on his face
or on his family’s face,
no evidence of love and endearment
between them
anywhere to be found –
so, I can’t help but be in a happy state of mind
especially when,
the other night,
I witnessed a stirring sight,
unfiltered happiness
being expressed,
to my sheer delight,
in its purest form,
as vice-presidential hopeful,
Tim Walz’s son, Gus,
out of his immense pride
for his father’s political rise,
cried openly
in his jubilation,
mouthing
“That’s my dad,”
as he pointed at him
with unmistakable admiration,
the spirit of his love for his father
reaching the hearts of the
convention’s exceedingly ecstatic delegation,
bringing to light
a family’s unabashed affection
for one another.
And since
the presidential candidate’s
family is equally
as devoted to each other
as this boy’s household is
I view his tears
as a sign
that our country might very soon be led
with love and human decency
and that is why
the joy in me
keeps bubbling uncontrollably.
Cry on, Gus.
Your tears of
love and joy
and pride
are a gift to us.
Ernie McCray is an activist for love and peace who acts and sings and writes both poetry and prose, a man who rises each day to do whatever he can, no matter how small or grand, to make the world better in some way.
Unapologetically.