Recently, we have all been a small part of a larger situation... or perhaps conversation would be stating it better... regardless both have happened of late... words have been said... thoughts have been shared... bitterness has divided... anger has spread... hearts have been broken... relationships destroyed... lives have been lost... and a greater sadness has resulted over a shift that changed our nation again... and yet... for those who have stood up in an attempt to be heard... have used words to oppress... actions to abuse... violence to stand... is it any wonder then that while your behavior is as you believe acceptable... why must I accept it without my words being expressed and heard as well... you have no thought or care about your bully behavior... while your eyes and ears are closed to my points of view as well... if we were to ask for our thoughts and be willing to hear... possibly a greater conversation would begin for a greater good...
The memory is a funny being... i see so clearly yesterday... those are the stories we share... our pictures are perfect....full of color... scenes filled with love... life... experience... tasted... treasured... it is part of a bigger picture... i see a life before... when time often stood still just based on a mood... the end of a day... the depth of a moment... captured in time...yet brought to life... through the heart of another... one created in unconditional love... that which brought a light into a world that began dark... story less... distant... misunderstood... yet... as time passed and days of darkness became filled with memories of another day... one who was before a time... who gave an all for the sake of a cause... which unbeknownst to you... your time had not come... yet in the sunrise again on another day... which the heart of this one gave life to another... i for one never felt that truth until I dared to dream... of a small love that would fill a place that was never...
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