One is not none.A Poem by Veronica StaehleMaybe intense, maybe rubbish. Wrote this years ago, but feel its strangely relevant. Basically, you're important.Do you feel as I feel, and believe what I see? There is no
proof or evidence supporting me, just my heart’s understanding. I’m easy to
criticize, but do you see that I’ll still look you in the eyes when you’re
speaking to me? Unwaveringly confident with my intent and feeling because there
is a goal in mind, a specific mission. Vital it is to educate and expose" whilst creating and
expanding accessibility for the masses. I am against control; I never like to
be controlled and shouldn’t be, same for you. I also want not to overpower you.
It’s important to understand that the world needs every individual you. By
ruining one person, you’ll ruin many. By stealing one person’s opportunity,
you’ve stolen also the ones they could have been opening. It’s never one,
although it seems to be. One always lead to many: start here, and you’ll never
know where things might be ending. Populations ought to be raised above minimal conditions. I
feel we all need to be as strong as possible to be able to create a better life
worth living, or gift worth giving to future generations. Do you know the power within you? Do you know
how many people you can impact just by being you? Sometimes I think people
forget the power of one. Be reminded by every resistance. Once forces are working
against you, remember that there must be something you’re bringing that’s worth
a decline, resisting, or stopping. Be not discouraged but excited that something
is against you. It means you’re stirring the pot, switching things up,
challenging something that might feel threatened solely due to comforts. It is the utmost importance to provide empowerment for the
masses, for our generation must shift society. I believe deeper than anything
that what is unacceptable needs to stop now. And I only want to reach that peak
or change, not by myself, but with an entire nation or world of empowered
people who were supposed to be nothing. Now watch who becomes something so
audacious, the world is forced to stop being ignorant of neglect or oppression.
It is like a climb I think, from here to there it’s like
you have to find connections from things in hiding. Know they should be where
you’re diligently looking. I am the same as anyone else, but I’ve learned:
sometimes it is you that is meant for things. Why stop now if we haven’t even
got to begin the very best a part. Watching something become alive when only
seconds previously there was nothing. Feel that heartbeat. © 2017 Veronica StaehleAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on April 20, 2017 Last Updated on April 20, 2017 AuthorVeronica StaehleNew York, NYAboutPrivate personal writer; creative writing, poetry, and documenting. blog: www.loveronica.com portfolio: www.veronicastaehle.co more..Writing
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