October 28, 2020

What point does your humanity outgrow us? Did you decide? Did we?

Bec Gallacher

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Written PoetryBare Minimum, 2020

What point does your humanity outgrow us? Did you decide? Did we? Can you even see? Did we cease to matter in your eyes? And to us. To accept and allow injustice to proceed.

Social divide, immobility of the class and the limitations of low income birth right is something which I have live in my whole life, as do so many individuals, no matter their capabilities – no matter their fire or will or calling – what ever you want to call it. We are turned against one another and kept at a distance, kept ignorant, bred to believe that this is all we can have – all we deserve, all we are capable of. It defines you – them – us. So much rage. whats our entitlement? whats my box? I have not considered myself a political person in the past. I make a stand for others, I get on with what I have! because I was Taught to. But since listening, watching and learning, since finding my voice and living in a covid world where you cant help but see how similar we all are and yet how much we are pinned against one another in normal life. We are all suffering. At what point do we tard ourselves with this brush? its decided for us before birth but we take it. Can we learn? can we prove ourselves? must we?