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Humanity

By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual WarriorPublished 4 months ago 2 min read

Verse 1

They painted over questions on the courthouse wall,

Turned every whisper into marching calls.

Mothers braid their warnings in their children’s hair,

Fathers fold their silence like a broken prayer.

Sirens chew the daylight into jagged seams,

Truth goes underground, speaking through our dreams.

Hands that should be open curl into the fist,

History keeps asking how we came to this.

Pre-Chorus

When every shout is met with shields and steel,

Tell me what kind of heart forgets to feel.

Chorus

If a country can’t disagree without brutality,

It’s already losing all its humanity.

We don’t need louder guns, we need deeper grace,

Room for a thousand truths in one small place.

If a country can’t disagree without brutality,

We’ve already bargained away our dignity.

Give me courage over fear, light over vanity—

Teach us how to hold our hurt without calamity.

Verse 2

They swap ballots for batons when the night gets long,

Call it keeping order while they drown the song.

Neighbors build a border out of borrowed hate,

Lines across a table where we used to wait.

The news speaks in thunder, never in the rain,

But mercy grows in quiet, germinating pain.

We won’t find the future shouting past the dead,

Only where a gentler word is spoken, shared, and read.

Pre-Chorus

If your power needs a muzzle for my plea,

It’s not strength, it’s just small cruelty.

Chorus

If a country can’t disagree without brutality,

It’s already losing all its humanity.

We don’t need louder guns, we need deeper grace,

Room for a thousand truths in one small place.

Bridge

Let the elders tell the stories, let the young ones teach,

Let the wounded set the table, let the distant reach.

Lay the armor down between us, name the harm out loud,

Make an altar from our anger, not a firing crowd.

Freedom isn’t fear dressed up in flags and flames—

It’s the spine to love a stranger and still speak their name.

Final Chorus/Outro

If a country can’t disagree without brutality,

It’s already lost the map to its identity.

Bring the tender back to law, the heart to the decree,

Let our arguments be honest and our bodies free.

If a country can’t disagree without brutality,

Let us be the ones who choose humanity—

Hands unlearn the fist, tongues unlearn profanity,

And we build a common home from our plurality.

I am a global nomad/permanent traveler, or coddiwombler, if you will, and I move from place to place about every three months. I am currently in Peru and heading to Chile in a few days and from there, who knows?. I enjoy writing articles, stories, songs and poems about life, spirituality and my travels. You can find my songs linked below. Feel free to like and subscribe on any of the platforms. And if you are inspired to, tips are always appreciated, but not necessary. I just like sharing.

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Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior

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