A Poem I wrote long ago rings true now more than ever within the United States and perhaps this whole world in the turmoil that is waking from a nightmare. The Invisible are becoming visible, slowly but surely, but many stories are still unheard, unseen, and thus I dedicate this. To those like Matthew Rushin, like Osime Brown, and like Myself.
City streets a tepid trough, so far away from stalwart sky.
A steady beat that marches on, while not a dweller bats an eye.
The pavement cracked, a stigma’s stye in the land-locked commerce stocked desert dry, of which the seas retreat
Yet worry not repeats the lot, this is the price of “freedom”
– Governance or The Price of Freedom by Wolfheart Andrew Sanchez
The concept of Black and Indigenous People of Color’s (BIPOC) invisibility in media is something that is well known in many communities but not talked about enough in mainstream media. Many stories of systematic trauma are not covered. Our Media is, after all, a massive cog in the machine of systematic oppression.
When you’re part of a marginalized group, it’s like being invisible to the world. When police oppress the invisible, they are rarely held accountable; thus, the need to give a face and voice to the harsh reality of police prejudice against Autistic people of color is more important now than ever.
I frequently ask friends and family, who seem to be hypnotized by their television screens and glued to the news, if they have heard of Matthew Rushin. The response is often the same: “No, the name sounds familiar but doesn’t quite ring a bell.”