Tag: Privilege

I See

Privilege is seeing spring flowers,Aglow in the rising light.Kindness is describing those flowers,Every detail for a friend without sight.You walk together and I see you.Arm held with sturdy, gentle love.The same path I walk each morning,To glimpse the bay views from above.I try not to take for grantedAll of the beauty I see.And, hearing you... Continue Reading →

“We”

It is hard not to see,That “We the people” was never meant to be.Yet, how could there be “we”?If there is only you and, separately, me?Who gets to choose who is “we”?He who holds the pen holds the power.Our country’s birth, a point of pride,Also not its finest hour.“We” speaks of unity,Yet a pronoun or... Continue Reading →

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