Bubbles are dangerous- now, let me explain.
Not the nostalgic solution,
Innocence and iridescence
Cherished in childhood
Loved by young and old alike.
No- these bubbles divide
The sight of bigger bubbles, smaller bubbles,
Sends a shudder down my spine
As I shun differences,
Because I've made up my mind.
Opinions forged throughout the years
Form a fortress
Surrounding my political ideals.
They seal air-tight
Allowing no room to breathe or move.
I don't allow myself a thought
That strays from the paths which I've been taught.
I am too suffocated by the expectations
Of those whose views are in line with mine
To realize that they have created the very foundation.
My foundation of thought,
Which I once considered my own.
And the foundations of the walls
Which should never have been built
That for years stood proud and tall.
This year I have realized
In a world divided
I should make no contribution,
So I tear down my walls
And join the political revolution.
With my bubble popped,
I watch feeling simply defeated
As our incoming president
Proposes that history
I will not stand to see years of progress
Be simply erased due to a lack of empathy
For those who have been repeatedly repressed,
Unable to climb a ladder
That they haven't been given.
As I finally welcome new thoughts in,
I see public figures suppressing those
Who are forward thinking,
And encourage those
Who do not oppose.
As I ensure that my accepting nature is still in-tact,
My walls crumbled to the ground,
Our leader creates new ones
In an attempt to vilify
Those who are in search of a better life.
He calls them rapists,
He accuses them of crimes,
All to create a false enemy
To encourage bigoted citizens
To rally behind.
I see through his lies, walls, and exaggeration,
And I know that the leader of our free nation
Will not be allowed to destroy it
Without an enormous outcry
Of every person who he does not unify.
Those who remember that
America was built on the backs
Of slaves and immigrants,
And will not ignore anyone
Based solely on their religion, skin color, or origin.
In 2016 I found my voice,
And I use it knowing that with a choice
Of career paths ahead of me
I have chosen to use it to teach
Acceptance and independence before hatred.
My beliefs may be the same,
But I believe them with an intensity
That can not be feigned
By someone who spends their life
Unaware in a "harmless" bubble.