If we could get our places traded, if only for a day, would you leave or take it? Would you keep your shoes, cause you believe you made it? OR could I give you mine? I do believe you’d hate it, just different views, we live and breathe what’s sacred, notions preconceived, yes indeed, no need to fake it.
If we could get the roles reversed, we might learn that the stories that were told- rehearsed, suppose we change the narrative, suppose we thirst for knowledge and wisdom, instead of placing blame, like “you broke me first”. I’ll admit, the systems broken and I know it, but I barely scratched the surface, haven’t told the worst.
So, let’s trade places, turn around, take eight paces, we’d still have different views from the same spaces, what if we make changes? Learned to blame ourselves before we blame races, united as one, a billion different people with the same faces, I’m not the first to make cases, to save graces, gotta be a better way to great places now. Look what you made it, and all I asked to do was get our shoes traded, 2 feet, 2 people, and only 2 made it, stand up! Please keep the truth, don’t get too jaded, flip what the news stated, think about it, what would social media be if the views faded? Too many lies out there, let the truth save it! Sean Benson #445921, Wapun Correctional Institution.

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