What a powerful invocation... when all around I am dissed for perspective, my carefully articulated, respectfully delivered, point of view....
Thank you.
It's easy to get confused...
Think, perhaps I should give up.
So tired of being constantly disrespected, just because I think differently.
It's not as if I don't look, seek and act, with desire for the establishing through dialogue, the truth of the matter.
But, when those people don't want dialogue, when they only want to impose, insist on their way being the only way,
Well, after years and years and years of anguish, trying... and trying....
When they do nothing but take the fruits of my hard-won strengths,
While sabotaging me, again and again,
There comes a time when you gotta say...
I give up.
These are fascists who seek my silence, my erasure,
In times past, or God-forsaken Muslim-scarred places like Saudi Arabia and Afghanistan,
They would have killed me, placed my corpse in an unmarked grave, and refused to even mention my name,
Ever again.
Let me close my heart and the door to my home.
To the vicious,
To the malicious one must,
Place high walls of defence, and not let the stink of their inhumanity,
Pervade any part of your precious, truth-seeking soul.
