..
.
**ENOUGH**
*By Gwenzo**
Listen.
Enough.
Het is genoeg geweest.
Aai Aa Saari.
Aa Saarii.
Do you all hear us?
We.
Have.
Had.
Enough.
Not tomorrow.
Not next year.
Not after another apology
wrapped in silence.
Today.
.
E.N.O.U.G.H
.
Enough
.
We are tired of watching children
carry scars they never earned.
Tired of seeing cruelty
wear the mask of a joke.
Tired of watching people measured,
sorted,
ranked,
and discarded
like they were never here to have
a awesome human experience.
Tired of the quiet racism.
The hidden racism.
The smiling racism.
The racism that shakes your hand
while sharpening a knife
behind its back.
Enough.
You called us too much.
Too loud.
Too Black.
Too dark.
As if darkness were an insult.
Yet every star is born from darkness.
Every child begins in darkness.
Every seed breaks open in darkness.
Darkness is not the enemy.
Hatred is.
Greed is.
Cruelty is.
The sickness that teaches a person
to look another human being
in the eyes
and see less than themselves.
That is the darkness
consuming this world.
We watched wars become business.
We watched bombs become investments.
We watched suffering
turned into quarterly profits.
We watched children inherit fear
from adults
who never learned love.
Enough.
We do not need your hatred.
We do not need your permission.
We do not need your approval.
Our worth existed
before your opinion.
Our dignity existed
before your judgment.
Our humanity existed
before your labels.
And it will remain
long after they are gone.
.
This Earth belongs to no race.
No nation.
No empire.
No flag.
It belongs to every child
who arrives here innocent.
Every elder
who leaves wisdom behind.
Every soul
trying to love more
than it fears.
So hear us clearly.
We are done feeding systems
that profit from suffering.
Done rewarding voices
that mock our humanity.
Done shrinking ourselves
to make hatred comfortable.
If you bring respect,
sit with us.
If you bring peace,
walk with us.
If you bring truth,
build with us.
But if you bring racism,
cruelty,
or the belief
that one people
are worth less than another,
understand this:
we owe those ideas
nothing.
Not our money.
Not our energy.
Not our attention.
Not our silence.
.
The age of silence is ending.
The age of accountability
has arrived.
Sooner or later,
every heart
stands before its own reflection.
No title can hide it.
No wealth can bribe it.
No lie can escape it.
And the question
will remain simple:
When you met another human being,
did you choose love?
Or did you choose hate?
The future belongs
to those who answer wisely.
.
.
.
Press play.
Again.
And listen carefully.
Because this planet
does not need more masters.
It does not need more conquerors.
It does not need more division.
It desperately needs people
brave enough
to love.
So that life on Earth
becomes the beautiful experience
it was always meant to be.
.. ..
.
.
....
.
.
...
.
...
Gwenzo 
