Peace Within the Violence

David Ramos
2 min readMay 31, 2020

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So many opinions, right now it is honestly a road to walk right now. As America has been hit with a flurry of punches that just makes yesterday’s new seem boring every morning we turn on the TV.

Peace, yes. That is honestly what I am searching for, and as the roads and boulevards have no regard for me and my brother’s life my story, easy or hard pill to swallow is now on the flatscreen. Except it isn’t me.

Social media being extremely intoxicating today, with everyone sending out a tweet or a post about a riot or something related. For me the dust has already faded, and now I see with two eyes clear on my point of view. This is a look that I couldn’t have given you four years ago if I tell you the truth.

This is me, genuinely me.

No extra hashtags, no guerrilla marketing schemes, I am merely another human being trying to hold onto my humanity. This humanity, mine—has got so blurred that often times I can’t even find a light to the other side no matter how long or often I searched, but I never had to, because it found me.

At the end of the tunnel, something amazing happened. No, I did not disappear into tiny particles as I watch my life disintegrate before me, but instead it was a telling of a different story, one where there was much growing.

I saw me. Writing.

Huh?

Many who have made pickets signs and waved them on the streets are often moves and a part of rewriting history, but I have no concern to be part in writing history, but rather more interested in being author of my own destiny.

And if that destiny does make it into the books, and to the ledgers of life’s books, than yes, I do pray that one day, I may say to my kids how my destiny and the Earth’s history collided in such a violent manner that it blossomed new soil. Through the new earth, new turf, freedom, love, and justice would soon begin to birth.

When and if this happens, isn’t only up to me, but also up to you. We are all one, so stand with me, let us fulfill our destiny, for no man is an island. For when the bell tolls, it does for thee.

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David Ramos
David Ramos

Written by David Ramos

writer with a sword, fighter with a pen. want more grammar errors?

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