Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Fed Up from a lack of love
I feel incomplete if I don't have support from people, anyone else with me? It's not good to live life alone but have I missed the train that has abandoned the daily or at least weekly desire to truly spend time with and check in with a person, a friend? If our culture has become so individualized we only hang out with people when is convenient for us or when we feel like "socializing," that's not really a culture I want to be part of. Where is real community? Where is commitment that is part of real friendship? Where has that intimacy and that love gone? Where are the responses when I just check in to ask how you are? Do you think nobody is genuine anymore? I know we live in a world of computers, but it's still only love that can reboot us. I didn't imagine it would be radical to care about people... but I've learned it's radical to think they would care and invest likewise... excuse my venting but I don't do it often.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Reconsider Privilege
It's not as simple as black and white
And there isn't always just a Black and a White
Sometimes there is someone self-conscious about their skin color
And they are not Black
But they don't feel White
They identify in their internal world with people of color
But the outside world doesn't seem to align
And she doesn't feel in her place
Or just out of place
She wants the two worlds to meet
Cuz she never identified with the privileged
And although people might tell her she is because she is White
She doesn't feel White
She forgets the very color of her skin
And it's right under her nose
It's on her nose
And it's all part of becoming self-conscious
In the awareness kind of way
But she's self-conscious in both ways when people of color look at her and wonder what in the world she wants
I am not here to "help"
To exert power
Or privilege
I am here to stand in solidarity
To struggle together
To overcome together
Because although my skin color is lighter
My blood is the same color
And perhaps when we think about it,
We would realize the tension flowing through our veins
Is one in the same
And there isn't always just a Black and a White
Sometimes there is someone self-conscious about their skin color
And they are not Black
But they don't feel White
They identify in their internal world with people of color
But the outside world doesn't seem to align
And she doesn't feel in her place
Or just out of place
She wants the two worlds to meet
Cuz she never identified with the privileged
And although people might tell her she is because she is White
She doesn't feel White
She forgets the very color of her skin
And it's right under her nose
It's on her nose
And it's all part of becoming self-conscious
In the awareness kind of way
But she's self-conscious in both ways when people of color look at her and wonder what in the world she wants
I am not here to "help"
To exert power
Or privilege
I am here to stand in solidarity
To struggle together
To overcome together
Because although my skin color is lighter
My blood is the same color
And perhaps when we think about it,
We would realize the tension flowing through our veins
Is one in the same
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