General Lee sits upright in the saddle
of his steed of war. Though frozen in time,
the horse appears in motion, its hoofs
raised on opposing sides and muscles
flexed for the charge. There’s red paint
splashed on the statue base – no doubt
an act of protest by the offended.
I “get” Lee’s love for Virginia. A whole
country’s too big to stretch your arms
around. But a state is a home and is not
to be disrespected. I feel the same
for North Carolina, Silent Sam and all.
It’s family. Old aunts and uncles may have
their special ways. But we love them dearly
nonetheless. Keep walking tall and proud,
General Lee, sit resolutely in that saddle.
‘Though causes pass, a true love never fails.