what is taking so long? is it not a done deal, cut and dried?                     what verdict are we deliberating?                                                                         i'm just listening to drift by hailen jackson, i'm not really waiting        for any outcome or anything.                                                                    drifting aimlessly can be peace, direction can be flow.               meanwhile i'm feeling my gut, i'm having a gut feeling, i'm reading down deep. i'm hearing silent voices in the air echoing the gut feelings drifting up my spine. there's something unspoken, beyond speech—a gut feeling, rising—before we have to leave, we want to see, justice for the oppressed, after the law of rule, the reign of terror put to an end.