Different
I’m different, and I won’t change who I am to fit into your box, to appease your taste, or to make you feel comfortable when I’m around. I won’t sacrifice my values or my purpose to be more patriotic or to follow your lead. I won’t turn my back on people because we share a different belief system, we’re in different places in our class system, or we’re considered to be different in our man-made race system. I won’t give Obama or any other politician a pass because they’re black, gay, a woman, or a Christian…… and I won’t be quiet or toe the line with all of my people who think I shouldn’t have anything critical to say about our leaders as long as our country continues turning its back on its people.
I’m different, and I won’t bullshit you, sacrifice my happiness to be more like you, or deviate from God’s plan to agree with you when I know my soul is telling me to go a different direction.
I’m different, and I’m comfortable with who I am and looking forward to being the final product of who I was called to be.
I’m Sean King, and that’s good enough for me.
Us (Freewrite)
Me?
Me is a myth
there is no me, there is only us,
us
Me, smiling at you,
you, coyly grinning at me,
us, holding hands in the rain,
us.
Me lifting you up when you get knocked down,
you standing by my side when no one else is around,
us, dancing under the moon graciously thanking God for his favor,
us.
Me, fighting for the soul of mankind,
you, whispering encouragement in my ear when the thought of failure creeps in,
us, rescuing young souls from the grips of hopelessness,
us.
Me, in love with you,
you in love with me,
us, smiling at each other
laughing with each other
standing with each other
respecting each other
working with each other
helping each other
supporting each other
living for each other
loving each other,
us
Me?
Me is a myth
there is no me, there is only us,
Only US… ~ Sean King
I Pray
I pray for all the families; for all the men, women, and children all over the world that are or will find themselves struggling to cope with the loss of loved ones.
I pray for the well being of all the people who find themselves barely hanging on and lost in our complex world of contradictions.
I pray that all of the children being taught violence as a solution to problems will someday find love and prove to be better than us, their teachers.
I pray that someday the American passion for life that gets displayed every time a tragedy strikes one of our communities becomes a permanent fixture in our hearts, and that this American humanity expands to include compassion for non-Christians and non-Americans all over the world.
I pray that one day, my Christian brothers and sisters will quit murdering in the name of Allah, my Muslim brothers and sisters will quit murdering in the name of God, and our American politicians will quit sending our American kids to war under the false pretense of democracy and justice.
I pray for you, in hopes that you when hit that wall and begin to believe you can’t go any further, that when you reach that point where you can’t see any hope, that when you find yourself in that space where darkness is the only thing that surrounds you, I pray that you will find the courage and perseverance to take one more step forward.
I pray for us, in hopes that someday we will truly treat one another as our brothers and sisters the way El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz (Malcolm X) did when he returned from his Hajj, the way Martin Luther King, Jr. did when he embraced humanity, the way Mother Theresa did as she worked tirelessly to make the world better, and the way so many do as they heroically go on with the business of doing for others without any fanfare.
I pray…
