This world contains multitudes It’s not one or the other For every day full of sunshine and warmth There’s a storm waiting to darken the sky That will, too, eventually pass And there’s often no sense No reason Why some get more of one And some more of the other And some not enough of either. And I am just one small part of this world One weightless drop of water, One small beam of light, But I am a part of it It’s shape and feel It’s light and darkness So I seek to be a small, warm, bright spot A gentle place to take a rest Before moving on the way And I seek not to take But to give Not to win But to build Not to hate But to love And I know I will fail sometimes But I hope to succeed more times And I hope you join me And the world becomes a little warmer and brighter Together.
I saw it on the news again The same sad story A man the world forgot Neglected, didn’t shelter Acting out a little Crying out in pain In a way that was inconvenient to society His light extinguished too soon By a violent wind And I stand here Lost in thought Asking how to solve the problem Asking where it comes from And how I play a role How can I help my fellow man? When sometimes I feel I can hardly take care of myself But that’s nothing Compared to what he lived But this problem is so big And each of our parts is so small It can feel hopeless But that’s not a reason not to try So I hope the next time I can do something Something small or large To help ease someone’s pain I will do it Without a seconds thought And that there are millions just like me Thinking the same.
They say that anger is what pain and fear look like when they show themselves in public. An animal threatened, lashing out to intimidate and diffuse the threat. A preemptive strike. Protecting self, covering insecurities that whisper “they will win, we will lose.” Coming from a mindset of scarcity. This country belongs to me and the people like me. But I believe that all people are like me. I believe that when we broaden the sphere of community, we become stronger, we gain talents and allies we could not previously imagine. I believe that when I help you rise, I don’t sink. Instead, we can both reach new heights we couldn’t achieve alone.
It’s easy now to hate. Whether you are hiding behind a computer screen, a campaign podium, or your identity- religion, nationality, gender- it’s all too easy to forget that the other person is a human being. It’s easy when you don’t have to see the frown lines etched onto the human face, the tears pouring down cheeks from downcast eyes that see just like yours. When you don’t have to see the widow shrieking in grief, and struggling to provide for her children for years to come. When you don’t have to see the child struggling to breathe, bleeding in the street. But just because your head is buried beneath grains of sand, just because you squeeze your eyes shut, willing yourself not to see, doesn’t mean the world disappears, doesn’t change the truth. We all share the same DNA, the same earth. We all have eyes, if they are a different shape. We all have skin, if it is a different color. We all think, if we have different ideas. We all love those we feel are close to us. We are all cousins, we are all humans. It’s time we start acting like it.