Time to Roar

To the bullies, the people who abuse and terrify, and subjugate the ones who love them.

When your victims are down and broken; soundlessly cowering in the corner;

blood and tears staining their existence.

When your anger has run its course, and your red mist dissolved.

Do you feel cleansed? Do you feel powerful, and proud? Are you really sorry?

Will you ever stop?

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To the politicians, who lie and cheat, and trample on the dreams of the people,

When you reach your goal, when you make that dirty million,

When you betray the common man.

When you bury our heritage, and rape our lands of all their worth.

Will you feel good? Will you share your wealth with those it belongs to?

Can you look us in the eyes?

Can you say you did your best?

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To the men of religion. How unbending and loveless you are.

Blinded by ancient, unyielding words, from another time.

Judging us all from your bejeweled elevation.

Forgiving humanity in the name of God.

Do you feel Holy? Who gave you that right?

The right to tell us how to live, and how to love.

Was it God himself? What did he say?

No really – I’d like to know.

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To the Holy Warriors, who carry out atrocities in the name of their Gods.

Who flood the earth with innocent blood, young blood, the blood of their brothers.

Do you feel vindicated? Can you breathe, in the putridness of the air?

Is hate killing you slowly from the inside?

How do you KNOW you will be rewarded?

Is your blood of more value than ours?

Is selfishness a virtue to your God?

Is this love?

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To the man and woman on the street. The ones who look the other way.

The ones afraid to stand up and roar.

Roar against the eclipse of evil creeping in.

Against the liars, the rapists, the bullies, the murderers, the torturers;

the Thieves of the Light.

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We may be weak, we may be afraid.

But WE are many. And one by one, we can survive, we shall prevail.

If we can hold fast, learn to love more, and to forgive more.

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Just one act of kindness at a time,

Can make all the difference to our children’s future world.

It’s time to Fight with Love.

It’s Time to Roar.