I watch the people.
I watch the people retweet “woke posts”.
Watch them pin their favourite borrowed thoughts.
I watch them call this fighting for the cause.
I remain silent. But I am always watching,
I watch the people put up Instagram stories of their revelations
In the name of starting a conversation.
I watch the same people walk away from conversations before it even starts.
I watch them brush it under, “it’s not even worth it.”
I watch them.
I watch myself be them.
But some days I cannot bring myself to be anything other than silent.
I grew up saying,
“Someday I will die for a cause. I will fight for your people.”
I held my fist in the air, and promised God I meant it.
Today, as I watch the people, silent,
I’ve lost sight of what that cause even is.
I wonder if they have too.
They don’t fight the problem. They fight each other.
I remain silent in spaces where they want me to be loud.
But I promise you, I hear them.
It is the most ignorant who are the loudest.
but often, the most cowardly who are silent.
And I watch how loud leads.
and silence yields.
I watch,
Watch myself draw deeper away from the people,
Even when all I want to do is fight for the people.
But the people I tell you,
The people have forgotten what it means to fight for something.
The people only ever want to fight.
The people argue, and call that fighting.
The people talk, but never listen.
The people say they want change; no.
The people are angry.
The people want to stay angry.
Change means changing.
The people do not want to be told to change.
They fight each other on days when they really should fight for each other.
And I watch.
How we are truly a family.
Where greed is passed around the dinner table,
And self-hate is our only portion.
We say grace to a god of division that we created,
And silence the God of Love we curse.
Maybe that is why we think He is silent.
And I watch.
Watch myself turn away
Walk away from the bickering.
The tearing down instead of the lifting up.
I watch.
Because you see, speaking only works when people are listening.
No one is listening.
I’ve seen it.
How sometimes even with the most beautiful intentions,
brings swift destruction.
Instead we fight without cause.
We fight with hate.
Fighting, has become the place love goes to die.
And all we do is standby and watch.