These last few months have been wild.
Everywhere you go,
there is always some sort of toxic chaos.
First, a pandemic:
filled with power and pain.
The power that leaves the world
to shut down in a rapid speed of days.
One day,
you could be surrounded
with your friends
in a gathering
having a good time—
singing and dancing
and eating lots of food—
the next day,
you are quarantine at your home
for months to come.
This pandemic has left
pain and tragic marks
on children to elderly
where birthdays and holidays
are celebrated online
and in-person graduations are cancelled—
which left millions in trauma.
A trauma that has left the vulnerable
being afraid to go outside
because of the virus.
Trauma where school children
despise online learning
and feel stuck in neutral.
Trauma in where many are unemployed
and will not get a stimulus check
from the government for multiple reasons.
And that inequity is a trauma itself!
No place is hiring
unless it is essential.
In fact,
that’s the where most of the trauma occur
and where more respect should occur
because without the essential,
survival would not exist.
Second, Black Lives Matter:
The race to justice is in demand.
Innocent lives are left to die
because of our police force.
The racism behind the badge
has left terror and fear
for the Black community.
And trust me,
this isn’t the first time
where our Black brothers and sisters
are living in fear.
They are tired,
they are overwhelmed,
and they are done with this trauma.
We are not living in America the Beautiful,
but instead living in America the Ugly.
Justice need to be fought
not with our hands
but with our lips
to say it loud
so the world could hear.
All lives are not going to matter
unless we are aware
we will never know
and experience their traumatic tragedy.