Tagged: enemies

all of life is a

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends. – Martin Luther King, Jr.

all of life is a
version of standing on the
outside looking in

humanity calls us out,
silence is not an option

we all take slightly

we all take slightly
similar, slightly
different, paths
forwards and
towards the same
god – one who
loves or hates
our enemies, one
who can convince
us that what is
good is evil, what is
wrong is right.
when synthesized,
we are marching
to the beat of the
same drum, beckoning
us to take our eyes
off the ball


from atop the

from atop the
strolling castle
dad’s shoulders,
we took
turns counting
our friends,
counting our
enemies. by the
time we
reached Third Ave.,
you were ahead
with Maggie
and Shuno,
and i had to
chew over
the possibility
of forgiving Jessica
S. for sitting
in my seat
this morning