We are not done.
The work did not end with The Reverend.
Crow still lives.
He lives in our prisons.
He lives in our schools.
He lives in our homes.
Just like he used to.

But now
Crow does not scream at you.
Crow does not beat you.
He smiles at you.
He nods along.
He looks you in the eyes

As he steals your son and puts him in a cage.
As he teaches your children that the fight is over.
As he gives the fair family your salary tenfold.

As he slips chains around your wrists.

Just like he used to.