Monday, October 9, 2017

#282 / When It Starts

The Sun magazine, which I have recently discovered, and which I find remarkable, has printed "The Low Road," by Marge Piercy, in its October 2017 edition. 

The following is almost the whole poem, but I am ending where I have often said, in this blog, we must all begin. 

Marge Piercy says it more powerfully She says it better than I ever could:

The Low Road

What can they do 
to you? Whatever they want. 
They can set you up, they can 
bust you, they can break 
your fingers, they can 
burn your brain with electricity, 
blur you with drugs till you 
can’t walk, can’t remember, they can 
take your child, wall up 
your lover. They can do anything 
you can’t stop them 
from doing. How can you stop 
them? Alone, you can fight, 
you can refuse, you can 
take what revenge you can 
but they roll over you. 

But two people fighting 
back to back can cut through 
a mob, a snake-dancing file 
can break a cordon, an army 
can meet an army. 
Two people can keep each other 
sane, can give support, conviction, 
love, massage, hope, sex. 
Three people are a delegation, 
a committee, a wedge. With four 
you can play bridge and start 
an organization. With six 
you can rent a whole house, 
eat pie for dinner with no 
seconds, and hold a fund-raising party. 
A dozen make a demonstration. 
A hundred fill a hall. 
A thousand have solidarity and your own newsletter; 
ten thousand, power and your own paper; 
a hundred thousand, your own media; 
ten million, your own country. 

It goes on one at a time, 
it starts when you care 
to act, it starts when you do 
it again after they said no, 
it starts when you say We ...

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