“Fear however, cannot stop the march toward freedom. History validates fear as an obstacle, not as an end. Our nation was fearful of abolishing slavery, to the point that it literally divided the country. Slavery was abolished and the nation healed. Our nation was fearful over women having the right to vote. Yet we, as a nation, have gotten through that as well. A nation that was fearful of interracial marriage now has a sitting justice enjoying such a relationship. New Jersey was fearful of two men adopting a little boy, and fearful of a little boy being nurtured to health by these two men. In one bold move, the State overcame its fear long enough to make New Jersey a leader. Now, we too believe. We believe in a country that is big enough and great enough to accept and nurture all of its citizens. We believe that most Americans are becoming painfully aware of persecution and inequality. We believe that their hearts are growing and soon, very soon, the love in their hearts will overpower the fear in their minds. It will speak louder than the hatred and evil we constantly battle.”—-Jon Holden Galluccio, gay father
Do you know what it is to be an outsider on the other side of the fence? How alone you would feel, if excluded you were. Does it make any sense?
Can you imagine the isolated soul with no-one in sight to hear the cries and the tears that your heart would shed, and the constant, looming fear?
Can you see in your mind the life of a man without anywhere to belong? Because a society judged him unworthy, because they think they’re right, and he’s wrong.
Try and imagine the pain that you’d feel, with sneers and hateful words, and spit at your heels. What would it be like if the gates were locked; you couldn’t get in, and you couldn’t get out?
Imagine the feeling that you’re worthless, some dirt that’s been stepped on by someone’s uncaring shoe. Perhaps at that point it’s too much for your heart, and you take your own life, to stop it hurting you.
Imagine this world, for maybe a minute, after that you can stop; you don’t like it, sure but there are people who go through this every day, and they can’t stop it, unless they’re no more.
So when you hear of hate, bigots and death, don’t side with haters, cause that’s how you’ve been bred. Imagine how it is, or was for that guy, the one that’s hurt, or lying dead.
So imagine the feelings and memories too, of people oppressed, hated, abused; Of people who lived outside of that fence and what they came to – does it make sense?