Flower Roots

Dear Orlando

June 20, 2016 2 Comments

Dear Orlando,

What the hell is going on?

Why has the city that is known to house the happiest place on Earth been hit with the most tragic of events?

A life was taken by a lost soul who took his own life after his act.

Several lives were taken and harmed by a soul full of hatred and possibly envy because he felt he couldn’t be free and live out the lifestyle this community was living.

A young life was taken by an animal in the happiest place on Earth itself.

And a season has not passed between these events.

What do we say?

What do we say to neighbors who have lost beloveds, to you who have lost ones within your own body?

How do we explain the capabilities of humans to do such harm?

And how interesting is it that the last event is just a summary of what our world is becoming?

An animal consumed the purity and innocence which is a child.

There was no trace to be found of the child after the consumption.

Just like what’s going on.

With social media, with television, with everyone only looking for the wrong that is going on,

The negativity is growing and overpowering the good we once saw, and it’s leaving no mark of this innocence ever existing.

So what do we do?

Orlando, how do we help?

We can give all of our money.

We can hug you until our arms are numb.

We can apologize until our tongues are dry.

But the loss is still there.

The gap is still vacant.

I love people, but I hate the choices we can make because our minds can convince us that anything is right.

I’m terrified of man more than that alligator.

Animals will always be animals.

But we never know when a human will be a human, or when they decide to become an animal themselves.


I love you.

As much as I wish none of this happened, I hope the phrase is right that “terrible things come in threes” because I don’t want to see you hurt any more than you are right now.

You are my family.

You are my friend.

You are my neighbor.

And I will try my hardest to grow a community whose positivity gains more attention than the heartache.

Together; you, me, and everyone else can save that innocence from drowning in the sea of fear and darkness.

Too much has happened where we can no longer claim the identity of occupation, sexual preference, or even age.

We must claim our identity as love, as togetherness, as one, if we are going to get this world out of here alive.

Love can win.

Love does win.


You are not alone. You were never alone.

I love you,




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    June 23, 2016

    this is so good and raw. The imagery of animalistic tendencies devouring on the innocent and pure is sooo true.

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      June 24, 2016

      Thank you so much!