iridescent
Iridescent: adjective, showing luminous colors that seem to change when seen from different angles.
When I see a crowd of people
I see iridescence
When you look with a closed mind
All you see is a blur of movement
Constantly changing as you move throughout its maze
When we were young
We all learned the golden rule
Treat others how you want to be treated
So we can open our minds to others
But with age, something outside of ourselves drives us away from this glowing sentiment
Closing our minds
And as we move further away
We lose the ability to see
Iridescence
I see a conflicting society
Where thriving and deprived minds both walk around me
Thriving minds like myself keep a distance from
It
Studying its contents
This thing almost sucks deprived minds into its grasps
but the deprived minds accept it
This vacuum
They get the individuality sucked out of them
In search of a telltale unity
All walking towards an unreachable goal
Where selfishness thrives and empathy shunned
As I watch them walk through the constantly changing maze of people they call home
I just wished they could just open up their minds
So they can see the iridescent light
Of all individuals
In its beauty
Achieving this
Will help light their path
Not through the maze of constant change
But away
To a place where people are seen for who they are
And not what they do or how much they make
Or who they kiss at night
they see a human being
Swarming with divinity
But this isn't your fairy tale happy ending
This problem is not easily solved
As equality for all is more complex as you dig deeper
Teenagers hide who they are in fear of the enemy
An enemy full of hatred
Sending teens over edges of buildings
An enemy without mercy
Causing kids to cry tears the same way their blood runs from their wrists
An enemy that takes love at its core
Causing teens to be thrown out of homes
All in the name of a belief caused by fear that makes people think its ok to send their offspring out in the world with nothing but sadness all because of one word
gay
An enemy that taints our vision
We see brown as a dangerous color
As it walked behind us
An enemy that insights violence
As innocent men walking downstairs gets shot and killed
Just because of the color of their skin
As if white is the purest color so anything below that is trash
We think we are worthy of being the best
When we kill our brothers and sisters just because of beliefs created by deprived minds
Racism
An enemy that values similarity
As young boys and girls seek to find their true identity this enemy
Forces them into hiding because a boy might say
I'm a girl
This enemy
Walks among us
Right under our noses without knowing it
this enemy
Is us
Our fear of difference
We, Humans, treat their own species like no other does
it Causes teens to fly like an eagle off of buildings while they are trapped in bird cages
It causes gunshots to ring out as they find their target
Because they don't feel “safe” even if being safe
Means killing an innocent black man for no reason other than his skin tone
We Humans cause teens to turn their bodies into cages as they don't feel right in their own skin they try to break free
Only to be greeted by hate and discrimination
But there are other aspects of us
That can be our saving grace
Empathy, kindness, charity
If we can just learn to take the key to the lock and open up our emotions
Blow the dust away from our minds
But we can't solve this problem in one day
We need to stand up
Get involved
Walk hand in hand to fight
Cut the cancer that grows in our society every day
We have done it before
Gay marriage
Only possible by us
Ending segregation
Only possible by we
We the hero can make a positive change
Flick the switch
Shine the light bright on our society
purify our streets
And rid us of this enemy
Because if you like it or not
To some people getting up in the morning is a battle
So you need to fight for all the people too scared to fight for themselves
Even if you are fighting by yourself and your lost
Just know
That this step that you have taken
Can help America become a better safer place
For all of our neighbors.
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