Poetry

THE LENS OF FREEDOM


We live in the Land of the Free
But in 2020 still couldn’t see
That not all our brothers and sisters 
Are treated the way they should be
While too many have lived their lives
Thinking their experiences were just like others 
Only seeing through a small lens
While people continued to hurt each other.

Today, I see a grander and better picture beginning to take form
Not just in what is happening now, but in what hasn’t happened before . . .
People buying so many books, to learn and to grow 
Having real conversations about the pain they somehow didn’t know
Understanding now that others live with such great fear
Not just once or twice, but every day of every year
Finally acknowledging that enough is finally enough 
I can now see the lens truly widening
May we become the America we should all have dreamed of. 

By Rachel Basden ©️ June 19, 2020

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Poetry

WHAT DO YOU SEE?


I went through my day seeing so many others
No matter the person they were a sister or brother 
Each one beautiful in so many different ways
Hair color, complexion or the words they’d say
A smile, a gesture, an act that was kind 
Wherever I looked, there was so much to find 
Tears of joy when someone stopped to lend aid
Children laughing with each other as they played 
Someone helping another to walk across the street
Another one ensuring a family had something to eat
A teenager texting, “I’m so thankful you exist.”
Each moment a sign that this is how we should live
For we are not all gifted in the exact same ways
We are all amazing in how we’re uniquely made
But when we seek to understand, it’s easier to see
The human race, connected, is how we must be.
By Rachel Basden ©️ 2020

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