He does not stand for the anthem.  Not because he does not love his country.  Not because he stands against the nation of his birth. 

He respectfully kneels.  He does not turn his back.  He does not spit on the ground.

No.  He solemnly, quietly kneels.  Because he placed his hand over his heart.  And with it his trust in this nation.  And it has let him down.  It has let us down.  Or is the oath we pledged since childhood a lie?  For anyone who cares to look will see.  We are not indivisible and so there can be no justice for all.

And so he kneels and silently waits.  For us to come together.  To find our footings on a common  and even ground.

It’s a simple truth remembered:  United we stand, divided we fall.

He kneels for all the fallen.  And he hopes to one day to stand again.