A Distressed Human

I grew up being taken advantage of, misused, mistreated, oppressed, and beaten.

I was forced to suppress my emotions so that I would not be an easy target – although they somehow always found me.

It was because I was different. I refused to act ignorant and play the harmful games.

I did not want to jockey for position, stepping on my fellow human learners to obtain bloody gains.

I am not an animal. I am not a cannibal. I refused to propagate the inane.

I couldn’t stop those in power who crushed those under them because they, themselves, had also been hurt – but then rose to ascend to fame.

Everyone is injured here.

There is no quick-and-easy solution.

But, I could choose to give love and compassion.

I could choose to lend a helping hand.