Choose Love

Choose Love

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The color of skin does not matter. Gender does not matter. Sexuality does not matter. Religion, politics, whatever flavor of ice cream one likes…does not matter.

There is always someone who is going to say you are wrong because you are not like me.

How sad that is.

I’ve thought about things for the last 24 hours. I’ve thought that maybe if we had more control over the media and forced them to report only those things that are true-no embellishments for publicity or to control certain perspectives-then we might have more tolerance for things. But, no. We would still be dealing with ignorance and gullibility and fear, and those who take advantage of it.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could wake up one day and the only thing the media could report would be about all the love and outpouring of love the world over? How awesome would it be if no one was killed or made a victim of any crime?

It will never happen. Not as long as we continue to allow things to continue the way they are headed.

Please, practice love and tolerance. Practice acceptance and compassion. We are all the same and OUR. LIVES. MATTER.

We’ve taught each other how to fear one another. It’s time to teach love.

Blessings on the families of those who’ve lost their lives to fear and ignorance, and blessings to the families who will now pay for the choices and decisions of the loved ones who committed said crimes. You don’t deserve the backlash from this.

Today seems an appropriate time to re-post this poem I wrote two years ago.

xo Jesi

 

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The Sin of Cain

By Jesi Scott

 

They groan or yell in anger, annoyance, or frustration.

One begins, then another, until the noise becomes painful in volume,

And intensity of emotions running high causes physicality

Of bodies to become a threat of violence.

 

Objects fly to hit tender flesh, marking it

With anger’s brand: the purple and black bruise

That denotes the release of hostilities

No longer held in check, vehement in their righteous indignation.

 

Even the calm voice of reason cannot prevent

The destructive force of hatred once begun;

Then blood is drawn, and we return

To the beginning of brother against brother.

4 Replies to “Choose Love”

  1. Thank you, Jesi. I am sure that, but for the very rare true predator, all violence, all hate, is rooted in fear and the false promise that these things have power to put fear to rest. One does not comfort a frightened child with screaming or blows, only love and kindness can do that. So it is with us all. Love is the only engine of survival.

    1. Agreed. Violent retaliation is already beginning and that is only increasing more fear. All I can do is retaliate with love and hope. With enough of both maybe one day the majority of us who believe in those things will overcome those who fear the different.

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