My ancestors owned slaves in Georgia —
Few or many, slaves the same.
Her ancestors were slaves in Georgia.
They may have been our own.
We grew up together — neighbors, friends,
sleepovers, boys, highschool, college, marriage, kids.
We rarely talk about our ancestors,
but we wonder…how our lives,
so intertwined in loving friendship now,
would have seemed to those ancestors
whose lives intertwined so differently then?
Today we sit together, creating together,
a sisterhood to amaze our ancestors,
and fulfilling the dreams of others
who bravely fought to bring this day.
“I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.” – Martin Luther King
This post was created as part of Six Word Fridays.