I’d
say let’s watch our tone, but what would be the point?
We’ve
all done things we’re not proud of.
We’ve
all had our grip on sanity loosened as a darkness feeds on our psyches and
we’re bound to come up short, and we’re no longer bound for glory.
I’d
say stop throwing stones if you live in a glass enclosure, but we all live in
glass houses and sometimes it’s not enough telling right from wrong or
separating good from evil.
I
was afraid of my own shadow until realizing I was using myself as a punching
bag and if I wasn’t careful I’d consume my very soul and be left with nothing
but doom and gloom in its wake.
Fear
cripples you by making you feel like only in its embrace are you safe. It
creates its own comfort zone of deniability and before long only hate speech is
emanating from your exit wounds.
We
must treasure the time we have left, right and center and stop catering to the
lowest common denominator as we drag ourselves back into the sunlight.
I’d
say we best watch our tone, but what would be the point when the white noise of
political correctness is all around us and we’ve forgotten what it means to
love our neighbors.
I
was standing my ground gathering up all of the strength I possibly could when
they pinned a Star of David on my chest. At first I couldn’t believe this was
happening, but then I began to understand too many people use history as a
closed fist and not as a wide open expanse to the future.
Charles Cicirella
11/21/15
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