"I feel like the best retaliation is love. Fighting for what you believe in is right, but fighting for the purpose of hurting someone, will only lead to more war."
I don't even know how I uttered those words. Here I am reading my own essay and someone had underlined them. Everything around me seems unrealistic. Today the essay was due and I only had under an hour to complete it because of my procrastination. One of the options was to write about a favorite song, and this was my intro:
-Let's be honest...sometimes life feels like a band-aide repeatedly getting ripped off. You think to yourself, "okay, tomorrow's gunna be better" and it's not. You wake up and realize that your friend is gone, your house was robbed, and you don't even know who you are. You jump in your car hoping to escape the next catastrophe and then you see him. That old man on the side of the road holding up the typical sign of "spare change?" and you melt. That day in particular you believe with everything you have that this man is without and is going to buy a banana with any change he gets. Well, maybe not a banana, but it's the first thing that popped into my head. You feel like giving. You feel like giving everything you have to this man because even though your friend is gone, your house was robbed, and you don't know who you are...you do know that you have a lot more than this man on the street with the musky smell and soggy sign. So you stop. You reach in your pocket and all you have is a Guatemalan coin and a five dollar bill. You give him both and he says "Bless you, darling"so gentle as if your own father had said it to you. "Nothing is perfect man, that's what the world is. All I know is I'm enjoying today, because it isn't everyday that you get to give". K'naan can really bring the heat.
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