Tonight, I am doing something different. I am writing a poem, instead of my current status on my path. I have thought a lot about the journey I am going on, and how much adversity that exists in this world along with all of the adversity that I have already experienced. People going against people that are just trying to do a little good in the world. It got me feeling a little down. I was overwhelmed. Although God may not be what everyone believes in, everyone has felt what God IS. That… Is love. A really wise person once said… “All you need is love.” So, I wrote this poem titled: RISE RISE RISE.
Tell me, what is this world. I open my eyes and hypocricy floods in. Families disbanded, homes eroded, futures falling upon the pavement where we all stand. As we stare at our fleeting histories in our own hands.
Tell me, what is this world? What is this world where I can’t go to my neighbor of a different belief. A home guarded with gates, and behind them only evil speaks. As I fear my end draws near I scream and I claw at my door. But no soul can hear. So I speak to the heavens and say, “Father, Father, draw nearer unto me. Tell me, that I too, still can believe. I’m weaker than I’ve ever been, more tired than I’ve ever been, more afraid than I’ve ever been, more hopeless than I’ve ever been.”
“RISE RISE RISE”
These were the words he spoke.
“To my child of peace, rise once again. Fight the good fight. You may not always see me, but I am always with thee. Now, go to your brothers! Go to your sisters! Stand once again, and know darkness is ahead, but the ending is light. So go, go, go into the night. And tell them of my message, to RISE RISE RISE.”
To the atheist non-believer. Take my hand and walk by my side. Though we have different beliefs we can still coincide. Misinterpreted lies in the media, and detestable low-life keyboard warriors tell us we can’t harmonize in a society with such animosity. That we could never walk side by side ever again. For I believe in one, and you believe in none. But I will hold you tight, and tell them that they are wrong. I will stand by you until the shadows flee, and the world can once again breathe. I will hold you tight and say, RISE RISE RISE.
To my fellow worshiper. Looking down on the mistakes of others. I tell you no more. Remember the love you felt when you first believed. A love that enveloped you in a comfort you had never before conceived. The flaws we find in another, will never heal a soul and make it all better. Smile to the fallen. Smile to risen. Make it again known, the gifts you have been given. I tell you…. RISE RISE RISE.
To the Muslim, the Christian, the Buddhist, the politician, the deceiver, the gift-giver, the hopeless, the lost, the reacher. I tell you all. Separated by belief. Separated by skin. Separated by continent. I will hold you. I will stand with you on the mountain top as we scream, WE STILL BELIEVE. We believe in hope. We believe in a dream. We believe in such a silly thing that we seemed to have all forgotten. We believe in love. For what is the first thing we ever knew? What was the first feeling which we consumed? It was love. Love is what we know, and we will sing of its glory tune.
Whether it comes from a God, or warm loving hug. Love is what we know, and it’s love that will bring us together. Now as we stand hand in hand, I’ll say once again. Come with me from the darkness and RISE RISE RISE.
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