Better a kindhearted fool than a heartless tool,
Kindness is born when we aren't afraid of burning.
Coldness looks appealing on nuts and bolts,
On human beings it is absolutely unbecoming.
A world without 9/11 and January 6,
Begins with a heart without hate.
Cultural and racial profiling don't ensure security,
True security is born when we act as love incarnate.
The helpless, forgotten, discriminated and destitute,
Are my brothers and sisters, and I won't stop,
Till I lift them up to take their rightful place,
Upon the fabric of society, with my last blood drop.
Each and every breath of mine is public property.
Once I die for the people, then I can live in serenity.
Published on
December 09, 2021 01:38
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