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Published:July 15th, 2016 17:28 EST
A Few Words About the Orlando Massacre

A Few Words About the Orlando Massacre

By Ed Roberts

A Few Words from June 12, 2016

 

Let`s say

You are sitting there

And reading these few words

 

Let`s say

That your heart is filled with hatred

You despise a group of people

Not individuals in your life

Just a group of people in general

 

You might hate them

For the color of their skin

The religion they choose to practice

You might hate them

For where they live

Or where they came from

You might even hate them

For whom they choose to love

 

Yes

You and I have established

One thing

 

Your heart

Mind

And possibly your soul

Is filled with

Hate

 

What I ask of you

The one sitting there

Reading these words

Is simple

 

Why?

 

Maybe someone has hurt you

Done something in your past

So horrific

It has scarred you this deeply

 

But this was an individual

I can assure you

Not everyone is like them

 

Maybe there was an act of violence

One against you

Or your family

And now you are sitting there

Plotting revenge

 

Again

I can assure you

An act of violence

One against those

Who are simply innocent targets

Will not bring you any relief

Not in this world

Or in the next

 

In so many ways

You will be simply doing to them

What someone else

Did to you

 

This might look good on paper

But in the end

Believe me

It never works

 

No

I am just a poet

I know you think

There is no way

That I can ever begin to understand

Your pain

Your sorrow

Or your rage

 

And you might just be right

 

What you have to understand though

Is that I was born and raised

In Oklahoma City

I have seen what an act of violence

And terror

Has done to others

 

It was my home

That was attacked

 

It was my people

That were killed

 

They were killed by a man

Who once was sitting there

In a small room

Working with others

Trying to find a way

To make a statement

That was born of blind hate

 

A hate for a group of people

Innocent people

Who were just trying to go about

Their everyday lives

 

So many men, women

And yes

Children died that day

For no real reason

At all

 

What I am asking you today

May not be as hard as you think

 

What I want you to do

Is stop

 

Stop the hate

Inside yourself

 

Only you can do this

No

There are no words I can ever hope to write

That can

 

All I can do

Is sit here

In front of this small computer

And try

 

Ed Roberts 6/12/16

www.edrobertspoetry.com

 

We can never change what people have done.
The best we can ever hope for is to change what they might do instead.