Saturday, May 2, 2015

Don't be the "they" that say...

I am listening to music on my back porch tonight. I love the evening and the pleasures of mild night and a song comes on and it touches me in a place I don't like being touched.... My conscious, my heart...

The lyrics to say:

We've all seen a man at the liquor store beggin' for your change
The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange
He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes
"Get a job you ****ing slob," is all he replies
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes
Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues

Not sure why this touched me. Maybe because I have been guilty of similar sentiments. I resolve that this is not who I am.

The song then continued and broke my heart...
Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom that said he was in love
He said, "Don't worry about a thing, baby doll
I'm the man you've been dreaming of."
But three months later he say he won't date her or return her calls
And she swear, "G*d d***, if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls."
And then she heads for the clinic and
She gets some static walking through the door
They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner
And they call her a whore
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes
Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose

Not the language I use but I can feel her pain her shame.

I know right from wrong. It has protected me from having to make such hard decisions. I praise God (and my mom) for that. But not all have had that blessing. Brothers and sisters allow empathy to trump judgment and recognize that the blessings you enjoy are just that: blessing, and give us no room to judge choices we were never required to make.

Brothers and sisters don't be the "they" that say...

Again, I resolve, with God's help, this is not who I am.

(song : Everlast singing "What it's like" )