My Cat And The NBA ~ a short poem by Katrina Curtiss    8/28/2020
Basra and the NBA 8:28:2020

My Cat And The NBA ~ a short poem by Katrina Curtiss    8/28/2020

Sitting at my desk, the moon speaks to me through the window, Basura Cat sleeps upon my lap. We chatted earlier about the stance that professional athletes are taking to bring attention to the racial inequality that cast shadows upon our land. I ask The Universe for guidance in helping us heal in wisdom, peace and harmony.

My Cat And The NBA ~ a short poem by Katrina Curtiss    8/28/2020

Basura cat said, I have something to say
They’re not playing games in the NBA?
To bring attention to the rampant racism in the land
They’re drawing a line in the sand?

So her question to me, was do I agree
With them not going to work and taking a knee?
If I could, would I stop going to work and take a stand
To demand equality for my fellow woman and man?

I would, if I could, but the difference you see
Is that they make so much more money than me
If I got paid millions to dunk a ball
There wouldn’t be any question at all

But I’m just a worker, like many of the rest
Following the rules, trying to do my best
So I can’t just stop and take such a stand
No matter how much I love and honor my fellow man.

What I can do, is treat everyone with respect
On the ship of justice, stand tall on the deck
Fight where I can, retreat when I must
Make room for every color upon my bus.

It’s a time of division, my cat, can’t you see
That now we must be the very best we can be?
So, Basura, trust that I promise to do my part
To be kind and always try to speak from the heart.

Today’s Music: “Why do athletes get paid so much and teachers so little?” ~ quote by Basura, owner of me #girlwithguitar

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