We’re deep in November, the month of Thanksgiving
A chance to reflect and be thankful for living
It’s good to slow down, settle back, take some time
To express why I’m thankful, then make it all rhyme.
When I put it on paper (well, really a screen)
I can give my thoughts words, I can say what I mean
Expressing my thanks puts a smile in my soul
Now if you’re smiling too, I’ve accomplished my goal.
I know we’re all busy and worried as well
The news isn’t good, we can get mad as hell
At the unabashed greed of that darned 1 percent
So we certainly need to speak out and to vent.
And while we are using our freedom of speech
To make our thoughts known, to complain, and to teach
More people are hearing and speaking out, too
And finding there’s really so much we can do.
Our systems are broken, our world needs repair
And we can contribute to make things more fair
We can free up our minds, think out of the box
We can all get our news from more places than FOX.
The people uprising is good news to me
The great occupations, the will to be free
The long arc of hist’ry, dear Martin once said
Bends clearly toward justice, we’re moving ahead.
The movement is growing, there’s change in the air
There’s hope and there’s vision, and goodwill to spare
There’s progress and beauty, and so I say thanks
And express my desire to re-regulate banks.
When I stop to indulge in this yearly tradition
Of turning my thoughts to my current condition
I can’t help but notice that things, all in all,
Are pretty damned good, which is good to recall.
A few little problems are nothing compared
To this past year of health and the good times I’ve shared
With my dearest of friends and my closest of pals
Especially the gay boys and lesbian gals.
It’s not that my straight friends and loved ones don’t matter
They do and I’m glad for both former and latter
But I give special props to the glorious queers
Who are living life proudly and conquering fears.
Queers in the service aren’t really that scary
And looks like we’re winning the freedom to marry
I’m thankful I get to be part of this change
That makes queerness normal and makes normal strange.
Of course there is suffering, evil and hate
But it helps to remember the things that are great
Like the space and the time in the month of November
To cuddle in close, take some time, and remember.
Award-winning writer Sally Sheklow’s cheerleading for justice and equality has appeared in EW since 1999. Send comments to firstname.lastname@example.org