Beyond Sight

I choose peace at a time when most have fallen prey to the wiles of segregation. Segregation, not only of race, but of mind, spirit and for some; self. We know not who we are because our knowledge of who we were manifests within the perils of denial. As such, we are divided by systematic calamity, only to be overshadowed within the pangs of attrition. Anger beckons our attention span from the truth, as distractions evermore nurture our insecurities, and for what? To ponder that which they have persuaded us to fear. I am aware. Only, I will not allow the history of man’s ignorance to befuddle my purpose, nor will I submit to the demonic antics of the present to corrupt my destiny. Softly I speak, within the carefully calibrated vibration of eternity, never to go silent but with intentionality to awaken the greatness embedded within your spirit. Look; beyond sight. – Reginald