I see you. I hear you.
I may never be able to relate to what you're going through, but I DO understand.
We may not look alike, but you are my brother. You are my sister.
You're standing there shaking your fists and screaming out loud, you're trying to be heard. But others look at you and all they see is violence.
That's not what I see.
I see hurt and pain. I voice crying out to be heard. Please don't take another life! Even one life!
But the translation has been scrambled, and they don't understand the message.
Chaos and confusion is then born out of fear.
Fear that a perfect world could come to an end. Fear that death doesn't discriminate and life could end in a moment, for any person.
So now what?
We turn our eyes away. What we don't see won't hurt us, right? What we don't hear can't break our hearts.
Now it's ME vs. YOU and US vs. THEM. The line in the sand was drawn, but when will it end?
It ends with me. It ends with you.
It ends when I say, I understand and I love you. If it matters to you, it matters to me.
I don't have all the answers to life. But I know this one thing. LOVE conquers all, so I choose LOVE. I choose LIFE. I choose US.