I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Month: May 2024
Public living. Sharing
a sidewalk. Liminal space,
we pass by
strangers mostly.
Courtesy over conflict,
we move in
different directions.
In neighbourhoods we
sense community and feel
a difference in how we live
or the way we should.
An invitation to explore
greater concepts of belonging
while figuring out
populations and people,
and more about ourselves.
05/31/2024 j.g.l.
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Emotions are the same in any language, yet
there will be incidents where you don’t understand.
Not for lack of trying.
Life lessons — if not history — have taught us nothing.
Humanity’s polarity persists past present boundaries
to points unknown, even unconsidered, even now.
Daily news, political views usurp common sense as
deterioration of human rights remain a plight
upon our soul’s landscape.
Where is dignity of diversity?
Why can’t we live together?
We can hypothesize, empathize, rationalize, or sympathise;
it takes an effort greater than what we exert.
Distractions hinder; not as much as they hurt.
This division by bloodline, gender, orientation, social status,
or nation is oft considered more a division
than what it needs to be.
We must try harder.
It is far more than you and me
Humility takes effort. Our attempts seem so unfulfilled,
detractions day-by-day of what we value most.
See the signs, be aware, we will only find resolution if
we dare to step beyond congenialities.
Each sole survivor in this human race will only survive
tests of time if we flavour our thoughts with grace and
understanding. A common mind.
Apathy has no place.
We must learn to love one another before we run out of time.
© 2024 j.g. lewis
