Staying quiet is a challenge, we’re clear about that
But speaking up feels uneasy, cause I’m white and not black
Guilt. Shame. How can we whites understand this, you know?
When we have the privilege of being able to go
Wherever we want without that latent fear
Of judgement, harassment, others making it clear
That they obviously regard you as some kind of threat
When no crime’s been committed, when you’re not being met
With that genuine, positive regard for your being?
Instead, what just happens is those blindly are seeing
That folk not like them, in dress, culture or skin
Must somehow be bad or be full of great sin
With this openly dim, desperate, evil division
Finally, we’re seeing injustice with rage and derision
Dear George and all other names not listed here
None deserved murder; those left should not live in fear
Surely, it’s time for us all to wake up?
To realise when love and real kindness we sup
Can be shared whether difference or sameness run free?
Even those times when we will disagree
Alternative views or a difference in living
We could just but listen, learn; when we are giving
Our attention to others who seem not the same
Their only real difference, perhaps is a name
Because on the inside, we all have a heart
All joined in this whole where we each play a part
EVERYONE matters, whether black or we’re white
And what about those, who have not their sight?
As humans we live in the great, sloppy soup
Of muddle and pain, some joy; perhaps we will loop
Right back sometime soon; reincarnation? Who knows?
Did that mention of return, start curling your toes?
See, we all have uniqueness; different lives and perspective
But this does not mean that some can’t be respected
If you want to kill me because I am me
What’s on your inside? What is it you see
About killing me, but it’s fair for you to live?
Perhaps it’s the hurt inside yourself you can’t yet forgive?
Cause when we harm others, it’s all about us
Our abused parts; our sorrow hurts. Yes, we should make a fuss
By taking our traumas to talk – not kill
To someone who’ll listen, understand, help you fill
Your own heart with honest compassion and healing
Not murdering others or yourself. Keep on healing
Life can be tough, yes. We all have a story
Some harsher than others, some raised up in glory
Yet if we take time, go inside to our souls
We’ll begin to start seeing we’re all like new foals
So, take this rhyme with you and share if you like
Or connect with your own voice, whatever feels right
Perhaps you’re not ready yet, to say what’s in your heart
But know you’re important, you’re still here, not apart
Written by Sarah Thayer, http://www.slowcoachsarah.co.uk
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