I posted last night about Cinderita's latest venture. Please check out the post before this one. I don't want it to get lost in the shuffle.
I'm up at 4am writing because I've got something on my mind and it can't wait. I'm saddened by what spews from our mouths because we, as Americans, are entitled our freedom of speech. Freedom of speech is a gift, and we don't always treat it as such. We were put on this earth to be individuals. As individuals we have our own, unique voices. We as individuals came together years ago to
choose freedom of speech.
We have a choice ...
There's a fine line between standing up for what you believe in and voicing your opinion for the sole purpose of division...especially when it concerns people of power or fame.
YOU can choose to polarize just as easily as you can choose to unite. I'd be a hypocrite if I said that I only put out there that which unifies...but I am re-thinking my choices.
I don't normally re-post old poems, but just this once, please indulge me...This one is from December, 2011...
This is the place
Where sadness can go
In quiet desperation
Released into the world wide open
This is the place
Where hate can take form
Anger meets frustration
Released into the world wide open
This is the place
Where fear can roam
Dividing a great nation
Released into the world wide open
This is the place
Where courage can break through
An overnight sensation
Released into the world wide open
This is the place
Where hope can spread
With a little imagination
Released into the world wide open
This is the place
Where peace can run free
It's ours for creation
Released into the world wide open
There are so many avenues to be heard...what do you choose to release into this world wide open?