Care.

"It does not personally affect me, why should I care?"

"I have bigger problems in my life right now."

"I'm not educated on the topic to have any opinion."

"I don't want to talk about this. Can't we just discuss something else?"

"What can I do by talking about it?'

Care. 

There are people suffering. In Asia, Europe, Africa, North and South America, Australia, and Antarctica. In Palestine, Ukraine, Congo, Sudan, and more, both known and unknown. People who to this day suffer the effects of colonization in its many forms: patriarchy, racism, colorism, casteism, segregation, and more things both worded and not. The empire spares none.

Care.

People who like you, who seek the arms of their mother for comfort in sickness and grief. Who dreamed of aeroplanes and fairies, best friends and pixie dust. Who had favorite colors and played games till their feet were tired. They fed and bathed and lived, just like you. They want, just like you. But they are not you. 

Care.

Like you do with news that impacts you. Girls raped, Children starved, Women burned, Men murdered, Neighbors Warring, and Governments Corrupting. Passion cannot be convenience. It cannot be a fashion that is adopted at the right moment and never elsewhere.  If you care for them, you care for them all. 

Care.

People are dying. People are oppressed. People are trafficked. People are not just experiencing that outside. If developed nations can, so can we, and better. 

Care. 

Which is hard when it causes such sadness. A black screen of dread. Headlines. Evil humanity. Greed. Money. War. Death. You do not want this; no one does. But the truth persists like a stain that refuses to wash itself away. It will not care for you, but you must care for it. It tells you, honestly, things no one would like to hear. 

Care.

Like you do about that song, movie, food, person, or thing. That celebrity you follow. That song you hum daily. That tea you can't help but drink. Like a habit. Care even though you will not be rewarded. Even if you are distracted. Even after taking a break. Use your freedoms to care. 

Care.

Read, learn, un-learn, re-learn. 

Care.

To care. 

Care.

Because this is now. Not then. Or way before. Now. And it will remind you of other times as the past does, but this is both that and this. Something that could only happen now in the way it is. Before it needs to be like then. Before we are the history pages. 

Care.

Change is you, domino. Your footsteps will still leave an impression in the snow. Your (in)actions cast a shadow unforgotten. 

Care. 

For all people. For I am you, you are me, and we are they. Distinctions and Demarcations cannot erase life. You could easily be them, just like I could. We are not, and we are taught to be discreetly grateful for this fact, but they are them. They are not us. They are taught to discreetly hate us from their cage, but we are us. But we all forget to think of those. Those who plunder and lie, kill and cheat, steal, and whose thirst for more will never be quenched by the living or the dead. Those, make sure discretion cloaks them. We and they mere playthings till they tire of us all. 

Care.

That's what those people don't want you to do. They want to give you excuses, interests, and entertainment to keep you compliant. Be curious. Question Everything. Care.

Care.

Feel Everything. Nothing is the enemy's weapon. Something, the in-between.

Care. 

Help. Be a helping hand. Discuss. Debate. Protest. Boycott. Hold yourself and others accountable. Mess up. Be Human. Try again. Fight back against your social wiring and fail. Try again. Allow being wrong. Help. Ask for help.  

Care.

It affects us all.

Care.

It matters.

Care.

The way you would want it to be cared for if it were you. And it isn't, so care.

Care.

Because I care, and I want to care about it with you. 

Care.

And as I breathe my final breath, I will know that I cared.