Free Writing: “We Rebel”

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I don’t write a lot of poetry. It’s not my forte. After recent events, I wanted to do a little freewriting. This is dedicated to my friends who are scared. This is dedicated to Mr. Miranda and Mr. Maguire who believe in love, hope, and positively. This is dedicated to my family the most. I don’t always agree with you guys, but I will always love you.

“We Rebel”

We rebel.

Not with violence, no never that. To find words that can connect us. Find an agreement through our differences. Words weigh more and are harder to mine. It’s the most precious thing to have. Communication is needed.

We rebel.

We believe in art. We believe in our escape. We dance and create and move forward with colorful voices. We twirl in rainbows and free ourselves with brush strokes. We discuss in podcasts. We strum on guitars. We share it with the world.

We rebel.

Sing like Tosca. Write like Anouilh. Paint like Max Ernst. Question like Night Vale. Break away like Sabine Wren.

We rebel.

Believe in love. Love is the greatest thing. Love your family if they’re different from you. Love your friends who are likeminded. Love the stranger who might need help. Examples are set and actions speak loud. A smile becomes kindness. Kindness becomes a movement.

We rebel.

Accept differences. They should not be feared. They make you grow and soar and keep you from being stuck in your ways. Your mind will expand filling the world. When you believe your thoughts won’t get bigger, the stars goad you to look up and reach for them.

We rebel.

Do not be comfortable. Comfort is settling. Settling is stunting. People are not made in comfort. Adults are not strong without hardships. Humans have risen in strife and seen through horrors to accept the peace on the other side. Until the next battle. There will always be battles.

We rebel

Small moves. One person at a time. Our neighbors. Our cities. Our states. They roll and roll until an avalanche crashes down the Tower doors. The power seems small. Small shouldn’t be scoffed at, because seeds become great oaks.

We rebel.

Be peaceful, but loud. Scream until your voice is gone. What then? Write. Paint. Dance. Sing. Scribble. Graffiti. Work. Nurture. Grow. Hug. Act. Design. Laugh. Fall. Learn. Expand. Welcome. Self. Others. Self. Accept. Explore. Create. When your voice comes back, scream again.

We rebel.

Protect our parents. Protect our sisters. Protect our brothers. Protect our children. Protect our lovers.

We rebel.

Listen. Really listen. Don’t just hear it. Comprehend it. Consider it. Disagreement? Discuss it. A human is beside you. Respect them if you wish for that back.

We rebel.

The sun will keep rising. The moon will wax and wane. The seasons will come. The world will spin. Babes are born; people will die. One step at a time. Breathe. Focus. Tomorrow will come.

We rebel.

Again, again, and again.

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