Bring bread to feed them, and water for their thirst.

Clean their wounds, and bandage them when insults become injuries.

If stones be thrown, lift none in retaliation.

Instead, open your arms wide to the angry child who does not feel seen.

Or heard.

Or loved.

Abandon your fury; let go of your disgust, for they are manipulations that tether your mind more tightly to the violence.

Your wrath and vengeful fury do not correct the imbalance, but rather perpetuate the upset, put salt in the wounds of the already bleeding, and give a false sense of righteous indignation to others like you, who have no solutions, only accusations.

Bring bread to feed them, and water for their thirst.

Clean their wounds and bandage them when their insults become injuries.

If stones be thrown, lift none in retaliation.

Instead, open your arms wide to the angry child who does not feel seen.

Or heard.

Or loved.

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