Some burdens may have been heavier than others, but the horrid acts and injustices avoided almost none, including those stuck in either denial or want of common knowledge. Some got martyred (RIP), some somebodies were made nobodies by nobodies, some spoke out but on deaf ears, some pained but theirs remained unsung. Some, lest they be called the bitter brats of the first republic kept theirs to themselves. In the end, we all endured but took comfort in knowing that time will determine the cycle of events.
Many thought that THAT TIME is now, that their patience in adversity is about to be rewarded with an ironic punishment of the oppressor. To some, whatever compromise that was reached last evening has gotten that off the table. Me? I believe, and based on global recurrences, that unlike virtue that continually triumphs, the immunity for vice has a natural expiry date, and it's worth the wait because the effects will always bend towards justice. Feeling too bitter may frustrate one into seeing other people as unaffected, thus not enraged, and to want to act too quickly, but often extemporaneously.
I believe that by God and in time, fitting and needed justice will be served and closures gotten. But then like Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy, I don't believe that time will necessarily heal all the wounds. She believes that "the wounds remain;" that "in time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone." For what it's worth, before oppressed people, we were blessed people, and by God we shall be blessed again.
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