First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.
Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.
Sometimes, when I think of telling, I think of saying things I shouldn't say. Of doing things I shouldn't do. I think of speaking up when I should remain silent, but I have learned that often, we should stand up and tell the things that are important. Often, when we are silent, it is because we are afraid to speak up, we are afraid to tell anyone about how it really is. We are afraid to defend the weak and the weary and the hands that hang down.
Sometimes, we are too exhausted to cope with all the wrongs that surround us. We just don't have the energy to get involved in something that might not be our business. We are trying to do what is best for ourselves instead of taking care of those who need us right this minute.
So, I try and teach my children that they should always tell when something doesn't make sense to them. They should always speak up when someone is being a bully. It is their business when others are cruel and mean. I don't want them to hide in a small corner of their life afraid to live because of the evil that is all around us. I want to teach them to tell, to speak out, to be involved and to try and make it right.
More than that, I hope that by teaching them, I will teach myself. I don't have to hide from anyone. I am strong enough to stand up and tell them exactly what I think and what I know and what I believe. I am always strong enough to tell.
Now it is your turn. What can you write in your own little breath of five minutes? Hope you come over the Kate's place and share with the rest of us!