A new order must arise from the ashes of this violence-charred world.

They say sexism is dead…
...but tell that to a male nurse.

They say racism is dead…
...but tell that to the white girl who took her black fiancé to meet her parents for the first time.

They say classism is dead…
...but try calling a congressman (or woman) and ask to speak to him/her directly.

They say nativism is dead…
...but try flying a Canadian flag one week and a Mexican flag the next.

They say homophobia is dead…
...awww, who am I kidding, this one is still acceptable to the masses.

We romanticize that which does not deserve it. The earth laughs at the notion that it can be controlled, and rather than respect Her, we devise new ways of poisoning her vitality by demeaning our brothers and sisters in devious ways.

Such an existence is not sustainable.

A new order must arise from the ashes of this violence-charred world. One that is perfumed with the scent of fellowship and compassion, not the current stench that invades every one of the senses.

I believe more people know this than are visible at the present time.

How do we tap into that fire of the human soul and reignite the love?