For the future: March 17 - If weather permits that is...

These nights seem to linger on. They grow so large and so immense. It's long cool nights with shivering hands that I try to find reason for our lives. We live each day with a struggling heartbeat, climbing up hills of lies and dishonesty. What will we find when we reach the peak? Will there be truth? Will it be ourselves in the company of other misguided souls? The wind whispers its answers, but our ears don't respond kindly. We bundle ourselves with emotions, keeping our hearts from the cool breeze. Let it blow away the hurt! This world is so painful in so many ways: it's heartache with love, it’s contempt towards injustice, it's lies that we find out. It’s so many things that keep us lost. Truth is hard to come by in this day in age. If we aren't misguided, we are simply naive. We have become ignorant of this world's functions. Yet where does this fault lie? Is it upon our backs filled with labor? Is it our brother that does not work? Is it the sister that has a child? Or is it mother and father that need our care? It is lies we perceive as truth! It is injustice in the eyes of the poor, greed in the eyes of our leaders, and broken hearts, for the broken mothers who lost their sons in a broken war. What religion supports this hurt? What government dictates this as law? We are not represented. We are given what is needed to live a life for individual struggle. No help is handed to those that need it. We try to send democracy overseas, a helping hand to those oppressed, yet we are oppressed in our homes. We are represented by intellectuals that give us false hopes. There now needs to be a change. These nights will no longer linger on as hopeless nights for hopeless causes. Our shaken hands with our shaken souls will find their strength from within community upon community. And with our own found truth, with our descent from injustice toward a land of compassion, we will find a fist raised in the air: one of resistance, a united hand not shaken by these fears, but a fist that shouts fear into those that build their lives on our fears. We will not be afraid any longer. Peace will become our threat and our war will be for societies abroad.