Written.Melody

     After reading Mr. Young’s incident, it saddens me to see a human being to go through such horrific events. What will it take to people to see what they are doing is wrong. I understand there are a lot of mixed opinions about whether or not Mr. Young should have a stun gun, but people are missing the point. He was surrounded by six people, and you think they are going to ask if he wanted to play chess? Give me a break, do you honestly think those group of people were not going to cause any harm. What if Mr.Young did not have that stun gun his mother gave him, what then?

     I know if my child came to me and told me objects were being thrown; I would beat their asses, but I can’t because I would be locked up. I know I do not agree with violence, however my father told me “if someone is beating your ass, you beat their ass right back”. Mr. Young demonstrated self-defense against six people. He took two people down which I should give him a high five for.

     We have to stand up for ourselves. We can no longer be repressed all because the lives we live does not go with the normal society. The life we lead is the life we want to live. No one has the right to tell us otherwise. I am sick of people blaming the victim for their mistakes. The only mistakes is I see that you push the victim too far. When that happens, the victim is at fault which does not make any sense to me. 

    Our society is so focused on the reaction instead of worrying about the motive. Why are people harassing this boy in the first place? There are so many suicidal, abused, deaths, hospitalized and etc to bullying. What will it take for people to fix this? It is obvious the problem is the person causing the trouble.

     If we can’t stop human beings hating other human beings, what can we do? Should we live in fear, or take stand against it? I say stand because simply allowing it does nothing. Our history has shown voicing our opinions is our strongest weapon. Mr. Young had enough, and stood up for himself. I pray for Shiva and hope things get better for Mr. Young as the days pass. 

I only see you as I close my tired, weary hazel eyes

My colorful world of reds, oranges and yellows

Turn to shadowy grey, grey and grey

Black pillars arise symmetrically from the ground

All aligning in a row of two with clashing sounds

The earth trembles as it moves

Midnight clouded streams of fog

Encase my position rather slowly 

I see this new world

As I sleep

So slumber becomes addicting

The person I see as I dream

Is you

To help another has a reward within itself

That is my one true goal

I may be blunt and not quite pleasant sometimes,

But you should know

When I give you a blank stare

I am thinking of a way to ultimately

Help

Someone in dire need

When I have a just a little boy,

I wondered when this society will erase its invisible lines that drive

Mental minds of people

As I age a little more,

I still wonder what I wondered long ago

I look at society from afar, I still do not fit in place

As I try to understand what humans think

I try to understand what they ought to think

My head twirls as my imagination grows

Pass the bile of acetaminophen

My mind is in great agitation

Abstract thoughts has to seize

Close my eyes 

I need to be in a place

Close my eyes shut

I have to be in my place

I am very curious of what you think

I may scream but that’s my exhaustion 

Of changing the world in my mind

Soon I will begin to speak in a manner

Where you see through my

Very

Own

Eyes

When that happens

You hold this white sphere of possibility

Only a selected few are granted

With

This 

Ability