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Congressman Publicly Responds To Lynching Threats He Received From Trump Supporters

Rep. Al Green (D-Texas) called for Donald Trump’s impeachment last week, but was immediately racially attacked by Trump supporters. On Tuesday, the Congressman spoke on the House floor to address the recent threats.

Before addressing the threats he decided to thank those who expressed support to him, singling out fellow Congressional Black Caucus members Reps. Jim Clyburn (D-S.C.) and Bennie Thompson (D-Miss.).

“For those who may not know, some very ugly things have been said. But they are not in any way comparable to the many kind words that have been expressed,” Green said.

Green received multiple threatening voicemails for calling for Trump’s impeachment.

“You’ll be hanging from a tree,” one caller said.

“We’ve got an impeachment for you. It’s going to be yours. In fact, we’ll even give you a short trial before we hang your n—-r ass,” another said.

The Congressman went on to recite a poem by James Patrick Kinney called “The Cold Within” as a way to “to explain why some of these ugly things are occurring.”

“This poem speaks to the extreme cupidity in our world. Not stupidity. Cupidity,” he said. “It speaks the extreme prejudice that some have to endure.”

The poem talks about six people who wouldn’t help each other because of their personal grudges and prejudices, which caused them all to freeze to death due to their selfishness.

The poem read:

“Six humans trapped by happenstance
In bleak and bitter cold.
Each one possessed a stick of wood
Or so the story’s told.

Their dying fire in need of logs
The first man held his back
For of the faces round the fire
He noticed one was black.

The next man looking ‘cross the way
Saw one not of his church
And couldn’t bring himself to give
The fire his stick of birch.

The third one sat in tattered clothes.
He gave his coat a hitch.
Why should his log be put to use
To warm the idle rich?

The rich man just sat back and thought
Of the wealth he had in store
And how to keep what he had earned
From the lazy shiftless poor.

The black man’s face bespoke revenge
As the fire passed from his sight.
For all he saw in his stick of wood
Was a chance to spite the white.

The last man of this forlorn group
Did nought except for gain.
Giving only to those who gave
Was how he played the game.

Their logs held tight in death’s still hands
Was proof of human sin.
They didn’t die from the cold without
They died from the cold within.”


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