In my opinion the most important urge as a human is a sense of belonging.
Yes, there’s love.
But …
If you don’t feel a part of something ,
A tribe
A village
A movement,
You’re emotionally fucked.
Which brings me to World Pride .
My mother and Aunty took me to the second Mardi Gras in Sydney,
I was 10.
It was far from the glitz and glamour of today.
I saw people marching together.
They were united.
They were proud.
Now is a good time for me to share a poem I wrote about that time in my life.
Scared.
Misplaced.
I looked out across the bay toward the heads.
I felt pride
and a sense of
Belonging
This was the
Birthplace of the nation
So I was told.
I needed to belong
To something
I was seven.
200 years earlier
Did a child stand watching
The white sails
Scared and about to be
Misplaced?
Lovely work, you were an old soul at a very young age xx
Regards, Kerry Garth
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