Friday, January 07, 2011












I love it when an older person marches for a younger person.
I love it when a comfortably-off person marches for the poorest.
I love it when someone weeps when they see injustice happening.
I love it when a white human marches for the rights of a black person.
I love it when a employed human demonstrates against unemployment.
I love it when when humans mix with humans of a different social group.
I love it when a human recognises oppression and does something about it.
I love it when comfortably housed human spends time with a homeless human.
I love it when humans of faith become a helping friend to a human of a different faith.
I love it when I see justice being lived, worked at, energised, beyond their own eyesight.
I love it when a human deliberately talks to another human who is dressed so very differently.


I love it when a human turns from self, and 'my own people', to live justly on behalf of all humankind in all the world.