To Love
It’s easy to love people who think like me
It’s easy to love people who are oppressed
Who are hated by others because of their skin
Who are hated by others because of who they love
Who are hated because they are poor
Because I want them to know
that they are loved
Regardless of what their mother said about them
Or what their racist neighbors did to them
Or corporate America and it’s bullshit
They. Are. Loved.
It’s easy for me to love people who don’t hate the people I love.
I do it because that’s what my God tells me to do
But He also tells me to love those who hate me
He tells me that they will know us
by our Love
To love those who hate my black friends
To love those who hate my gay brother
To show them what real love truly is.
It’s so much harder to love them
Then again...
If it was easy... the whole world would already know love
And I wouldn’t have to remind them to do it
-b.e.