Sometimes, life leaves you reeling with nowhere to turn and no one to call out to. The capitalist juggernaut has left many of us one medical illness, one job loss, one paycheck from the brink. People who work all of their lives find themselves destitute in their so-called “golden years” and young people just starting out find themselves struggling under the weight of crushing debt loads. The stress of life inside the kingdom of capital is like an ever-present and mighty, rushing river; a current that carves canyons of despair and futility into our communities and our homes. Indeed, the poets and the bards have always known this truism, that there are many rivers to cross and that sometimes it’s only our will that keeps us alive. May we find comfort in one another’s stories and may we find the courage to change the things we cannot accept by hearing one another’s voices. Peace and solidarity to all readers.
(Here is another electrifying version of this song by Jimmy Cliff.)