Human Race

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I can never understand how someone can harbor so much hate for another individual because of their skin color, their choice of religion, or sexual orientation, But you know what I don’t ever want to understand such ways of thinking because that would imply somehow I have rationalized and make sense of it. There is only one Race and that is the HUMAN RACE. My spirit is heavy to see this tension brewing in our society, how long will the color of our skins be the thing that continually divide us as children of this planet?

By Micheline Jean Louis

Demon in my head

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It takes strength and great courage to be happy in spite of life unexpected turns
Is like rolling a dice you just never know what situations will come your way
Some of us have found ways to accept and adapt to those changes, while there are others
That can’t find the will to adapt to those changes, which does not imply there are weaker, it simply mean that they have not find a way to cope. And that’s where depression comes in and rule. I called depression a demon and its whole purpose is to commit you to a life that is bleak and full of hopelessness. Depression will always have you wondering what more can there be when the very essence of life has become the enemy?

Demon in my head….
The demon in my head
Taunts me everyday
It tells me how I’m a failure
It tells me how it’s my fault that things always goes wrong
It tells me I’m a Nobody
It tells me no one will ever love me
It tells me I’m ugly
It tells me I am the wrong skin color
This demon never fail to mention
How I am the wrong size and height
It paints memories of all the pains that I have gone through
It tells me I am a life that was unwanted
The demons in my head make fun of how I keep hoping things will work out for me at the end.
This demon says I am weak
But how can I be weak when I am still here?
How can I be a failure while I still live?
How can I be a nobody when my womb have given birth to wonderful beings
How can I be ugly when my reflection is smiling back at me?
Wrong size and height? Who deemed it so, is there a law?
When I ask these questions back in my head, the demon stop and silence emerge
Yes every day this demon will taunts me but I am determine to question
Everything negative that does not match the perception I have of myself.

Some of us have to fight daily to keep our Happiness

By Micheline Jean Louis

Paintings : Uknown