Whether we like it of not we share this planet and we must learn how to live with each other, and find a silver lining.
A bruise is left everytime a soul is taken.
So color my heart black and blue because both lives matter.
All of us who are made out of organic matter, MATTER.
And we matter each in our own way, no one is less than.
For no demeaning phrase inside those four comas above the words have ever empowered or harnessed promise.
And everytime we lead with hate nothing matters at all.
Just chains that bear no mercy, that asks us to die in a shallow grave.
For I rather be cursed with my kindness being a weakness than to strike wounds that can last forever.
That's why I try to live outside myself, because I know each and everyone of us matter in some extraordinary way.