Words Unspoken About the Orlando Massacre

I’ve had a few people asking me to do a video on this topic, and for some reason I felt it wasn’t right. I didn’t want to throw my face into this debate, especially with all that happened.

I want to first take the time to offer my prayers and sympathies to the victims of this massacre, the families, and the LGBT community. It’s not fair that this happened to you, for one man to take away the security you’ve fought so hard for in the past few years (and continue to fight for).

By Ludovic Bertron from New York City, Usa – https://www.flickr.com/photos/23912576@N05/2942525739, CC BY 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=14831997

It seems really strange and surreal to see the name ‘Mateen’ on the news. I’ve never really known anyone who has had the same name as me, and it seems like an abuse to the name for someone to go and commit this horrendous act. I don’t want to make this a thing about myself, but I feel that it’s necessary for me to share this with you.

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thoughts – original poem

As some of you know, there was recently a shooting in Peshawar inside of a Mosque. The news is tragic, but someone recorded footage of the entire incident on their phone. It was almost impossible to watch; it’s the kind of pain that digs deep into your skin. I really wish this sort of violence would stop. It’s not fair to anyone in such a situation. My heart goes out to them.

I sit in a Mosque, my hands held high
Praying to God that I could live another night;
That I don’t become a ghost or a memory forgotten,
That five years from now my skin won’t have become rotten.
Because in such a place of peace can still be infiltrated by hate.
Ratatatatat; caught in a surreal state.
The carpets are stained, blood on the window panes;
A bullet doesn’t touch me, so how can I still feel pain?
And yet God has covered me in a blanket;
I can go home to my family, not home in a casket.

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