Fractured Humanity

Who are we as a society without humanity

Without compassion

Without empathy

Who are we really?

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Humanity is not belief.

It’s not agreement.

It’s not politics.

Humanity is the fragile thread

Between my life and yours—

compassion that refuses to break.

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Humanity is respect,

so simple, yet so complex.

Respect is earned,

but never meant to be taken away.

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We as humans should be looking out for each other,

regardless of our beliefs.

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Who are we becoming

when violence is celebrated

and death becomes entertainment?

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When did communicating become taboo,

but violence monetized?

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I’m scared—

not only because people are cheering

for the death of a human,

but because one day

my voice may be the one hated too.

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Regardless of words spoken,

killing any human

makes you inhuman.

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It’s repulsive.

It’s disgusting.

It’s horrible.

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And my soul is heavy.

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Why can’t we just respect each other?

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Don’t like it? Don’t follow them.

It’s that simple.

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Life is a gift of choice,

and humanity is the respect

to let others live theirs.

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We are meant for joy,

for love,

for each other—

not for bullets,

not for cheers at the loss of a soul.

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So I’ll ask again—

who are we without humanity?