As the saying goes, we are getting down to the wire. Over 96 million votes have already been cast, many through a flagging postal system, others waiting in long, long lines to vote early across the country. There has been rampant disinformation, partisan discord, smear campaigns, and unfounded lies. 

Regardless of the results of the election, we are heading into turbulent waters. Most Americans fear the path that may lie ahead, though for vastly differing reasons. Some fear an upset to the status quo of white supremacy that has reigned superior in our democracy for far too long. Others fear for their very lives if that white supremacy is not only upheld, but in fact validated, as it has been by the sitting President. 

As it stands right now, here is what we know.

We know that Black lives are endangered when the highest elected office in our democracy becomes a pulpit for white supremacy.

We know that Black families are endangered when racist supporters are validated and extremists are told to stand back and stand by.

We know that Black futures are endangered when educational policies are spearheaded by an unqualified cabinet leader and an openly racist President. 

We know that Black hopes are endangered when their non-Black neighbors, friends, co-workers, and peers, remain silently complicit in the racist systems they inhabit every moment of each and every day. 

We know that Black fathers, sons, daughters, sisters, mothers, and friends died, by the hundreds of thousands, generation after generation, fighting for even a small glimmer of hope for the future. For the chance to break free of their chains. For the chance to own property. For the chance to marry. For the chance to be paid equitably for their work. For the chance to vote. For the chance to live where they want to live. For the chance to walk down the street holding hands with whomever they love. For the chance to shop where they want to shop. For the chance to play in the park. For the chance to go for a run. For the chance to drive a car. For the chance to access mental health care during a crisis. For the chance to build a future.

For the chance to be heard.

For the chance to survive.

For the chance to thrive.

This is our moment. We have to stand tall, speak loudly, and seize it with both hands.

We are not going to get another opportunity to swiftly, vehemently, and overwhelming denounce white supremacy and all it has stood for since the very founding of our democracy.

We are not going to get another opportunity to demand change fiercely and unequivocally. To demand freedom. To demand equality. For all

Black lives matter. Vote – they depend on it.

Black hopes matter. Vote – they depend on it.

Black futures matter. Vote – they depend on it.

Black families matter. Vote – they depend on it.

The time is now. We must reckon with all that unchecked and unrestrained racism has wrought since we, collectively, first became We the people. We must dig into the pain, hear the distress, feel the ache, before we can ever begin to do the work to heal. 

We must finally, finally, demand the equality promised for We the people.

We the immigrants.

We the Black people.

We the women.

We the disabled.

We the poor.

We the sick.

We the marginalized.

We the forgotten.

We the people. All of us.

Here is what we know.

Until We the people means all people, we will remain shackled in aging white supremacist systems designed to benefit the few, at the expense of we the people.

Until We the people means all people, we will remain burdened by the weight of senseless deaths of Black lives, at the expense of we the people. 

Until We the people means all people, we will remain as a nation fragmented and worn, bitter and embattled, at the expense of we the people.

Until We the people means all people, we will remain a democracy for the powerful, for the white, and for the wealthy, at the expense of we the people.

We the people. All of us. 

Vote.