Thinking of freedom and smiling proudly
For all those who fought for us, so courageous
I wonder if they knew
Holding each other hostage would become contagious
Technology has evolved and
It helps further the everyday cause
All while emboldening hate to the point
Where it should cause each of us to pause
How is it that our words no longer matter?
That political correctness is now the villain?
Does this mean that being disrespectful and uncaring
Is now what we teach our children?
We should never devalue the power of thought
For it drives our words and actions
And those who say “I didn’t mean it”
Are often simply responding to the reaction
I read social media posts regularly
Some are posted so positively
But I also see hate posted boldly
At the end of the day
Am I the devil because we disagree?
What is freedom without responsibility?
It gives comfort in pointing to you instead of looking at me.
Doesn’t being free come with a cost?
And without payment do we all risk becoming lost?
My hope for our country is one of caring
Where my position of tolerance doesn’t feel daring
Where we can learn to respect each other
Because even in our differences, you are still my sister or my brother
Only then can we truly embody the greatness of our country
And the promise of what could be…
Ask yourself this question
Black, white, red or brown,
Today, are we really free?
Author: Rhonda Y. Williams