Through your eyes, what do you see? Can you see past the fog and see all of humanity?
Where did the love go for our fellow humans regardless of ethnicity, race? At what point does that little boy riding his bike and scraping his knees on the pavement become a victim of that very same pavement? When do we close our eyes to a child washed up on a beach or in a cage because they are immigrants? How does color and place of origin suddenly create walls within our hearts and blinders upon our eyes? What if you are all of the things that this world discriminates against? A descendant of slaves, great-granddaughter of immigrants, woman, gay, artist, brown skinned poet, with a pre-existing condition. How do you move through the world with all of those boulders, labels, and boxes to carry? I’ll tell you exactly how, with pride persistence and determination because you are worthy. We deserve to be seen and heard! Someone died so we could be seen. Someone fought so we could be heard. Someone shined a light throughout the darkness so we could see the path forward. For every hateful word that is spewed in your direction I challenge you to google the antonym and write it down because you are that. You are the antonym! I am the antonym!
Hate: Love Darkness: Light
“Some days hope is that bubble that tells you to come up for air.” ~jummyjeenz
We do not travel through this world alone. Everything we wear, touch, see, and eat has been touched or created by someone else’s hands. It takes all of humanity for us to move through this world so freely. So who has the power to dictate one persons freedom over that of another? Who harvested my food? Who stitched my garments? Who delivered my mail and connected me to the outside world? The answer is many complex humans of varying ethnicities, socio-economic backgrounds, and alternative lifestyles. In other words humans, working together in this web of life each playing a part that is contributing to the whole. Each one a pebble, creating a ripple that reaches far and wide connecting us all.
“No one can hurt me without my permission.” ~Mahatma Gandhi
“Our lives begin and end the day we become silent about things that matter.” MLK
“Hope and fear cannot occupy the same space at the same time. Invite one to stay.” ~Maya Angelou
Photo credit: Jodi Locke
Sea Of Unity
~Deana J. Tavares
The tides shall turn
My dear, beautiful friend
Within the essence
Of your smile
Oh, if only the years
We could reconcile
If our lips together
Vast ocean expanses
Heal the ingrained pain
Of cotton plantations lashes
If only our arms
Could paint a canvas
For the entire nation
For future generations
Seeing through new eyes, painting new worlds.
“No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” ~Eleanor Roosevelt
Until we can open our eyes and see
We are droplets
Upon the same branch
Waiting to drip to the next leaf ~jummyjeenz