The convincing minds we have
So desperate to believe
what we have decided we are certain of,
Like scalding our tongues on our morning coffee
to hurry wakeful moments,
Finding patterns in our sacred texts
to make peace with preventable atrocities
Forcing our lives to be alike
while proclaiming our uniqueness,
Our emotions play accomplice in this,
For if you love someone enough
You can heal them
fix them
make them love you back
Not realizing that you hold all the love meant for the both of you
And give it all to them anyway
You have renamed this luggage hope
And painted it red
for love
for danger
for blood
That people are integrally good
as long as your doors are locked
And your gun is loaded
Minds are conflicted by fear
but rarely our own
That story you read of a woman raped
as a crowd watched
and did nothing
Reminds you of the time a homeless man
knocked on your car window
Asking for a dollar
You see, we all suffer
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