Egypt and your legacy of dynastic imprudence

To the country that seems older than dirt.
With a history so opulent and great, with credits stretching beyond accounts, we still have no way of understanding what human progress is supposed to mean. This life seems more and more volatile. My person-hood seems more and more irrelevant since everyday there is something more to die for.

I cry for the others.
Not me, but the others whose lives make mine so problematic. Whose life seems less important than mine. Whose worthiness can't seem to equate to much. Whose reason for living I would question everyday if I were in their shoes. I would rather die than walk one day in someone else's shoes who's lot seems not to favor mine. I can admit to my selfishness. I can admit to appreciating this life but the heart stays sore. Its quite sore. The muscles seems weaker with every blow against us. The blood in my veins changing color. Tortured...

And this time, it isn't even just a racial thing.
Its not even just a gender thing.
Its not even just a sexuality thing.
We are talking about the basic human right to be better than yesterday. To have more than your parents did. To contribute to a society that love can reign supreme over all because everyone has some self-respect to be who they want or are intended to be. To be more than just a survivor. MORE than a survivor.

Let them be in the streets then. Let them riot. Let them burn it all. Because some boldness is the result of desperation. Let me lay down my life for my children. Let my civil rights be violated today so that somewhere in the future those people will love harder, better and stronger than me. Not these intelligent fools sitting in governments, scheming ways of maintaining a status quo, benefiting no one.

Humanity...
We are not brave unless we are under pressure and under siege.
We are not brave.
We are not brave at all.
We are not brave.

So each time a dynasty is built, and each time stability resumes, we should remember those who had the courage to be intolerable, without ego.

Because who we are today and who we will be tomorrow, has to do with heart and spirit. Ones not broken by the ineffectiveness of age.
And lately, both heart and spirit haven't been worth much on the Stock Exchange. They've lost their value to guns, oil, sex and greed. And that persistent status quo!

Who we will be tomorrow has nothing to do with money.
Because our life has value. My life has value...Let it burn, then.