where does it lie? this hatred that is cultivated from fear of not knowing, of difference, of change.
you carry your fear around as a weapon while the armor of white privilege protects you
you carry your fear around as a weapon while black lives fighting off the chains and locks that have kept us down insults you
you carry your fear around as a weapon as the hope for freedom and opportunity for better life is fought for
you carry your fear around as a weapon as lovers unite
you carry your fear around as a weapon in a land that claims it is for the free but free comes marked with a footnote
you carry your fear as a weapon and your hate as a vest as you pull the trigger for the things that are different from you.
you see, you and I are both simply beings.
beneath the skin and bones – the physical – we have souls with stories, with life, with strength, and with pain. you have yours and I have mine. you have your heart and I have mine.
it seems though, hate blinds your heart and love fills mine if only you could see.