Trayvon Martin

Trayvon Martin’s death had brought notice to a social divide that permeates our lives all around,creeping silently to lean towards divisions; ignoring the real issues. Life at times feel sidelined, so  also the losses... Alas, mostly the losses are lost to most , a fading sets in  except for a few, where the incomprehensible loss remains forever .

Much before this Tarek/Mohammad Bouazizi  died in Sidi Bouzod – a nondescript market far from the bustle of any city, far removed from Tunis. Yet this single event moved onwards to a cascade of changes, change to a social set up that silently grew invading society,  one which grew into shatter divided social spaces and divisive policies.

The weave and heft of the social fabric had come undone, but this unfurling was quiet, staying inside thoughts until it erupted in to the injustices that  grew unchecked.

As the fog swirls in from the sound, curling around my wheels, moving in to envelop the land, I cannot stop thinking of lives lost, others crushed, all striving  to become something in the  set ways that is portrayed as perfect, yet (in reality)so far   from it… I see Trayvon Martin’s life as a small ember, as it ignites change-change hopefully in the right direction, to honor and value all  life, lives for being , just being ,  become true to ourselves and thus  to others, beyond easy divisive leanings. May be this effort  to look within into our own biases will then move us, each a little closer to strive for  the  real perfect.