Let me stand against the tide
For there is no one
In whom the world shares
Some collective hope
Anymore…
Those we once praised
We did so because we wanted
To be better
Because they inspired us
To do so.
Why Shehe
Did you lay such a large
Desire in my heart
For the whole
Of the world?
Why is it when
I save a single life
Or make just one better
It seems pale
In comparison
In my heart for
What I should be doing?
And I have no idea
How to do it against
Such immense odds
When there is such
Disparity between
Between beliefs
In this world?
Others suffer
Such simple desires
To be loved
To be rich
To be famous
To be good parents
To be powerful
To be respected
To be adored.
Why is it my suffering
Is to heal the rift
In the hearts
That humans feel
Towards one another?
Why is it when
Parents are powerless
To heal family feuds,
I seek to do the same
With the family
I call humanity?
The task between two siblings
Is daunting.
The task my heart
Longs for
With every fiber of my being
Is no less than
Every living soul
That calls Earth
Home.
How can I be
Human when my heart
Is bigger
Than imagining?
Or is it that
What I am is
What we are all capable of?
I only know what I feel.
I only know that I am inspired
By a love
That is Divine,
And I wish
With all of my being
That my kin
Would tap into
That love
Before doing
Each thing
They do
Before acting
From the places
Of fear
And hurt
And lies
Handed down
Throughout the ages.
Shehe,
Beloved,
God,
Goddess,
Allah,
By all names
That you are known,
The One that resides
In my heart
And feeds my soul
To know
Every human being
As my siblings…
Help me,
For my desire
To love and heal
Them is only large enough
If I do so
With your help.
Let the message
Not be confused
This time…
All are loved…
By you
Through me
Until I am no more…
Then you will have to send another
And another
Because we keep
Screwing up the message
After the messengers
Have gone.
