The Match Was Already Lit
There comes a point where silence stops being grace and starts being permission.
I’ve been patient. Observant. Careful.
But some truths don’t disappear just because they were inconvenient to acknowledge.
What’s been taken will be addressed. What’s been hidden will surface.
This isn’t about anger or spectacle.
It’s about accountability catching up to decisions that were made in private and benefited from the assumption that no one was paying attention.
This isn’t a threat.
It’s a timeline.























































































