I got flowers...

"We had our first argument last night, 

and he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me. 

I know he is sorry and didn't mean the things he said, Because he sent me flowers today. 

I got flowers today.. 

It wasn't our Anniversary or any other special day. 

Last night he threw me into a wall and started to choke me.

It seemed like A nightmare, I couldn't believe it was real. 

I woke up this morning sore and Bruised all over. 

I know he must be sorry cause he sent me flowers today. 

I got flowers today, 

And it wasn't mother's day or any other special day. 

Last night, he beat me up again, it was much worse than all the other Times. 

If I leave him, what will I do? How will I take care of my kids? 

What About money? I'm afraid of him and scared to leave. 

But I know he must be sorry Because he sent me flowers today... 

I got flowers today. Today was a very special day. 

It was the day of my Funeral. Last night, he finally killed me. 

He beat me to death. If only I Had gathered enough courage to leave him, I would not have gotten flowers Today........ "

This is a poem in recognition of all the men,women and children who must experience domestic violence within their homes. This just illustrates the beauty of getting flowers, but more importantly the hard lives and struggles all these people must be undergoing. Is this not the same world we all should live together in harmony? Isn't this the very world that allows us all to find love and still have rights that protect us beyond the state courts? This is the time to take a stand, a stand were a white man stands with a black man or vice versa. A stand where women are not oppressed with regard to their gender. The world might look like a happy place, but the question is; ARE WE ALL HAPPY?!

Who adapts to whom?

Today I have learned that what we often do is try not to adapt to certain kinds of people in our lives as much as they feel the need to adapt to our lifestyles. I learned that by what we do unto others will in fact be returned to us in the same behavior as we give it. My question is when will we break away from those invisible chains that keep us from seeing life as beauty and all the differences among us as treasures like gold.

We rely mostly on how we are tought to live our lives, by this I mean that we are living our lives through the eyes of our teachers. By teachers I mean our parents, brothers, close family relatives, friends and our society. They teach us on ways to see life and only accept things that they see as important; more realistic than what learn ourselves. They do teach us valuable things that are benefiting in our lives already, and I believe that they are the ones we should treasure the most.

To break away from the negatives means that you should make a change that everyone will acknowledge. To be the only one in your family attending varsity is also breaking away the point that says that one cannot make it in life and therefore you inspire other people to do the same and break the chains to the negatives we hold on to.