For those days when

12 Mar

Today, just a poem I just discovered through my inspiring colleague Rosetta Lee:

Stubborn Ounces
(To the One Who Doubts the Worth of Doing Anything If You Can’t Do Everything)
by Bonaro W. Overstreet

You say the Little efforts that I make
will do no good: they never will prevail
to tip the hovering scale
where Justice hangs in balance.
I don’t think I ever thought they would.
But I am prejudiced beyond debate
in favor of my right to choose which side
shall feel the stubborn ounces of my weight.

This poem humbles me to recognize my own hubris at imagining that I could “do everything.” (Because isn’t that more about my own ego than social justice, which can only be a collective, collaborative justice?) And it beckons me past my excuses, my sometimes overwhelmed-ness and my worries that I’m not doing enough (or anything at all) to just throw my ounces in. Because they’re what I’ve got.

Thanks, Rosetta.

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