Sometimes it's hard to find the words to explain what it feels like to live in the tension of the ghetto. A few months ago, I found these words stirring in my heart.
We are explosive because there isn't time between the raging war and moment of peace to process all that is happening.
To navigate our way thru the war zone of emotion.
To settle fear down and release it before the next moment takes us.
It's why we are explosive, on edge and angry.
We don't have time to settle that rage to see that it hurts us and find the healing that lets us be free.
To hear and listen and understand.
To be a people of peace.