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Thi s is hard.

But there were always only a few.

A few people in France in 1940 decided that this was not how their country was going to go. Less than 2% of the population, estimates are 300,000 to 500,000 of them. Which makes it sound like a lot.

But it’s only a few.

History is told by the victors, the

many

and maybe they, the resistance, were victorious. Maybe 

Or unknowable forces outside their control moved the lever in a way that

made it appear so. Some other many, moved.


Today, a few protesters blocked a highway in Tel Aviv. To resist Israel’s cleansing justice against children. Estimates are there might have been two thousand, a 
few

which makes headlines say ‘thousands.’ But really 

there were 
only a few.


This morning, a few woke up, to light some incense or perform a blessing, maybe about renewal or life that 

soon could be against the law where they live. That’s okay. 
There are only a few of them.

Add the word ‘Christian’ to the form, where it has a space for
religion. Best to be in that many. Safe. Anonymous.


“My life won’t change, no matter who is elected,” the many say. So many.

Yet. 

They vote. So must believe otherwise.

They believe they might be called weak, or lose some façade they imagine to have. As they were afraid, silent,

those many years ago, in the halls of a s chool

You know the one.
When some came for two or three who didn’t fit. With their words about fags and their fists. One who was, one or two who were not, these few

don’t matter don’t say anything, it’ll be over in a minute they’re not coming for you

these few, they’re only a few.

The many, their lives didn’t

won’t

change, or not much. They’re right. Safe. In numbers, anonymous.


A few people worry
so much about some trees and birds, and fish
many say. Can’t stop progress and all, make
a few less bucks. What about my 401k?

Many walk in the direction many are walking, and that is all. Hopefully

no one thinks they’re g ay. Different.
Like those few, once.

No. Best to walk with others, anonymous, in numbers.
Safe.

Maybe a few of us can learn this lesson
this time

can hide our provisions
store our hearts
hope that spring will come again, and perhaps it will
for a few of us


we thought, think, tell ourselves, our children:

-	T here is always someone to help you, ask
-	Good people are everywhere
-	Love triumphs over 

But really, we don’t dare. Admit to ourselves, reveal to others

that there are, really

only a few.