“The aim of argument, or of discussion, should not be victory, but progress”

Joseph Joubert

What is a victim, is it a system?

a person a place, a gender or race

what is a victim, is it a system?

composed in a place, cocconed in a case

It sleeps in our attitude

to desifer our attribute

the victim it speaks

in valleys and peaks

as we see them coming

we start slowly humming

to alter the fate

or perhaps ignore hate

you see, I refuse to reduce

and instead introduce

for as long as we sleep

in the sheets of despair and defeat

as long as we creep

from the possible storm or afraid to repeat

as long as we silence

we point fingers, blame, or create senseless violence

the victim it creeps, it sleeps and it lives

in the present and future continue it weaves

when we choose to face personal fears

and decide there is no room for tears

if we look past our skin, our muscle, our vessels and nerves

into the spirit, the light, the soul without any reserves

we decide

what better life awaits

when we speak of the wonderful traits

the attributes we individually possess

or the talent we collectively caress

when the focus is given to utter success

what is left, but a grain of negative whispered regress

And a loud call, for nothing less than well deserved progress

so what will it take

to decide you must break

and victory speak