#standwiththem

It’s not about fixing their pain, but showing them they’re not alone in it. Love doesn’t always scream; sometimes it’s the silent reassurance that says, “I’ve got you.” 💙

Remember, sometimes the greatest support is just being there.

Justice for Mahasa

They've cut the internet and access to social media in many parts of Iran to curb smother the protest movement.

I write this, not for me

But for those who need to listen

And those who need to be heard.

I write this in a language I am comfortable using

Not because I can’t write otherwise

But because I’ll use this privilege I have

To get their message out there.

I may not be like them, in culture and in belief

I may not understand their songs and traditions

But if I understand one thing, it’s this:

We are of one blood

We can’t misunderstand them.

This is a call out post, to those who don’t care

Who don’t try to understand and instead avert their eyes

Who cover their ears when they scream for help

Who lock their doors when they come knocking.

We can’t let this stand, let this continue

For as long as we are blind, society will stumble

We are as good as are weakest link

We are as great as the least in our land.

I was taught to speak and use my words

Not hold my tongue even if I’ll get burnt

To not fear the consequences

But to fear an unchallenged evil

To fear an unchanged status quo.

You say I have no right to speak

I never suffered like them

I should enjoy my privilege while I can

But I have no right to stay silent

Not when they still suffer

Not when their pushed to the ground.

They’ve seen what I can never stomach

As young as me, yet their eyes are older

Opened to a reality that was colder

Freezing in hatred, wanting to feel warmth

Other than when blood runs down their body.

This is a callout to the government

To the tyrants who do not lead us to light

But rules us in the dark.

You tried to silence them, gouge out their eyes to keep them blind

But not even the blind are safe from gunshots and pain.

You tried to silence them, but you never will

Even if you blind them, we’ll be their guides

Raise up their hands in unity

If you want to hurt them, you’ll have to hurt us.

I’m not afraid of the consequences

They aren’t, so why should I be?

Call me subversive, brainwashed

But know this thing:

Your power lies in us

Those who will outlive you

The cause that will outlast you.

You shoot us down, damn us to hell

And we’ll drag you down by the chains that you placed on us

Rejoice in your screams as you did ours.

I am still young, but I’ll be damned if I play dumb

If I pretend that all is good and fine.

I will not stand up for the flag of a murderer

Not clap for a speech of curses and empty promises

And I sure as hell won’t kneel down before a throne

Of blood-stained gold.

I stand with those who continue to fight back

Because even if you shoot them down

We’ll be there to hold them up

This is to be expected

America the Hate

Thriving on privilege, pillage and rape

Claims his leader

As you mourn the downfall of your nation

I hang my head because once again

I am awakened by the reality and strength of Satan

This Great White Monster

White supremacy, Deeply rooted misogyny

Not to mention every ism and phobia that could exist I will only provide a short list

The racism, sexism, classism, ageism, homophobia, xenophobia to name just a few

Tells you my skin color is valid reason and my feminism only a target for the dehumanization and degradation of my soul

When I say “of course racism creeps and thrives,” “of course as a woman I don’t have a voice” “Of course the government only seeks to further marginalize those who aren’t male and white”

I am being dramatic and foolish

That is because the guise under which you live is not my reality

Your land of the free

Was never free to people like me

It’s leaders your forefathers look just like your president

Your king

A RICH

WHITE

MALE

Take a bow America

You are a well-oiled machine

A system that can’t be recreated

The wicked it took many years ago to steal and build is one that I have never seen

The moment this land was taken

Weaponry, greed and evil sought to destroy what was sacred

There is a gut wrenching

Heart stretching

Pain in the pit of my soul

The feeling of waking to never having control

Despite each yell and cry in the fight for black lives, the reign of silence rings louder

As my vision gets cloudy and my fists get tired I can’t stop fighting

On my knees I cry to a higher power because if he’s not up there doing something the deaths of my people will have ALL been for nothing.

So I am present in a physical, emotional mental spiritual fight for my life

My tears are not those of surprise

It’s a sheer astonishment that you are still refusing to see that this system is exactly what it is supposed to be

Deception and lies

At the demise of others

Welcome your new president as a realization of the country

He shows his true colors