I hate to ask
I don’t want her to see
She’s seen so much already
She’s still innocent and yet so wise
She already knows about bullies
She’s already been bullied
She’s forgiven
Her bully grew and changed
How do I explain that the man who mocks a woman hasn’t done the same
She already feels separate because her hair is curly
How do I explain a man who judges women by their looks
How do I explain that he may be her President
I ask her carefully
Not the way I would in a normal year
I don’t want her to have seen
She says that kids at her school talk about it
Who’s for Trump they ask
No one raises their hands
She goes to a school of mostly black and brown children
Who’s for Hillary they ask
Everyone raises their hands
I don’t go further – I don’t want to ask if her friends are afraid
They shouldn’t fear their President
But I know that at least some will
Some of her friends parents may not be documented
Her school is about diversity
I don’t want her to know
She sees the eyes when a SNAP card is used
She knows that stare
I can imagine the words because her cart is full of greens
There may be seafood there
I know the judgment there
Her young eyes should not
Why should she know struggle
Why should she know hardship
Why should her takeaway be that hard work leads only to hardship
Why should her eyes see judgment
How do you teach her better when an adult running for President is not
How do you explain when a man speaking badly of a woman says SHE deserved it
How do explain to her that this is not the way it should be
How do you tell her not to lie when the man who could be President lies so much
How do you tell her not to make fun of someone when he physically mocks
She already knows better
She never would
This is not who this country is but how do I tell her better
When a part of me doubts deep inside
I hear the chants
I hear the hate
I can’t tell her she is safe
I can’t tell her that the police will not be a danger
I can’t protect her
I can’t protect those innocent eyes
We can show her though
We can show her that we are better
We can show her that we are stronger together
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