Eternal Gratitude.

The fact that you were given birth to, should

help you acknowledge the giver of life. We were

all given birth to, but to us we owe our lives.

Quite nice, isn’t it? To whatever we owe, a

handsome price we paid for it. What price have

I paid to be born? That I know nothing of. Am I

here to pay the price with my deeds?

That also I don’t know. The more you think the

will is free, the greater the price you pay to live.

The higher you climb the family tree, the more

unique in the description the family gives.

The sure way up, is the first step up. The first

step of moving forward is acknowledging what

is behind. How can I move forward when the

pain of my forefathers still lingers in mind?

Is this why we coined the term racism? To

further disintegrate the human race? Beyond

race; human. Beyond human; being. Being

human is human being.

Every race thrives on being human. Human;

being the flesh, and being; being the spirit.

Yet here I am, with the blood of my ancestors

pulsating through my veins, expecting me to

continue a war they started.

Do I have to pass this on? Does my being

yearn to end this war, to acknowledge the real

giver of life?

Read also:

• Gratitude

• Beauty

• Why am I?

• How do I get of my pride?

• How do you lead?

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