Don’t Follow The Leader — Be The Leader!
“I intend to give back every evil deed done to me,” one of the females said.
Sitting by the sea, my thoughts fighting the cruelty and thoughtlessness of humanity that refuses to end or give love and peace a chance while battling with the pain that just can’t let go. I can’t seem to stop it from consuming me. A weird laughter stole my attention away, taking some of the pain with it. I stole a quick breath in relief, hoping the pain would stay away. I followed the voice to a group of females talking about returning the cruelty, hatred, thoughtlessness, and injustice done to them by humanity.
I tuned in like a musician fine-tuning his guitar strings for the best rhythm.
“I intend to give back every evil deed done to me,” one of the females said.
The three others agreed and began to share all the bad intentions, choices, decisions, actions, mistakes, etc., dished out to them by humanity.
With raised brows, my instincts wondered, why?
“Don’t ask me!” a voice nearby said. “I don’t do any of that.”
I glanced around. I was alone and they were giggling about leaving an eight-year-old child alone because the mother was always late when paying her. She also shortchanged her for babysitting her brat.
“Why did you do that?” My inquisitiveness demands. Hurting children because of a parent’s stupidity is dangerous.
Four pairs of eyes flipped in my direction as I eased closer.
“What if something bad had happened to that child?” My rudeness asked.
One of the females said, “This is a private conversation.”
“But what if that child was yours?” I argued.
“I pay all of my bills all of the time!” she boasted flashing her newly painted manicured nails. “And I have no children.”
“What if it was done to you as a child?” My impulsiveness went on as four pairs of eyes glared at me like a weapon ready to fire.
“My parents always pay their bills on time. They didn’t try to cheat anyone,” she defends her viciousness.
“You were always on time and is never late and need a little understanding or consideration?” I continue to not mind my own business.
“My parents, grandparents and all of my family before me refused to be cheated by anyone!” she notified.
“So, you were raised to return the hell you get, instead of forgiving and being understanding. Was there ever a time in your life when you needed forgiveness from anyone?” I dared to question.
That sent them back to some painful moments in their lives.
Then she said, “You don’t give back the inhumane and savage treatment that humanity gives to you?”
I nodded, “I don’t play follow the leader like you do,” I assured her.
Confusion exchanged in glances between them, and I said, “you did what your parents and others do, why? Why continue the heartlessness towards others?”
“And you don’t do what your parents/leaders do?” she questioned swaying her head right to left.
“I don’t play follow the leader?” I notified her.
“Then what do you play?”
“The leader,” I said.
Still, in confusion, I clarify, “I don’t play follow the leader, I become the leader by doing and being better than what was done to me. I became the leader by exchanging kindness for cruelty. Thoughtfulness for thoughtlessness. Love for hatred, etc.”
Mouths agape, and I continued, “When you give back the hatred, unkindness, along with all the negative elements anyone shares with you, you allow them to win.”
Eyes popped. Heart aches that I could read in their eyes. Souls moaned that I could hear, and pain released its wrath of vengeance.
“What we give to life, it gives back to us without regard to race, culture, power, wealth, etc.,” I pressed on.
Silence roamed as they absorbed what I said.
I added more. “Our world is in chaos. Adding cruelty and thoughtlessness to it will increase the pain not only for others, including innocent children, but also for yourself.”
“How would I do that?” she asked.
“What if that child was hurt when you left her alone? Do you really believe you wouldn’t be held responsible?”
She gasped, grabbed a quick breath, and then released, “but she still didn’t pay me!”
“The law doesn't see it that that way,” I inform her.
Her eyes turned red with anger.
I add more, “Mass shooting, wars, homelessness, hunger, mental health break downs, pain, all of that began when someone decided to share brutality instead of being kind. Thoughtlessness instead of being considerate. Animosity instead of affection, while spreading disunity.”
“You can’t prove that!” she argues.
“I don’t have to. History already has,” I notified.
Staring at me in reality, a different voice said, “She is right. By giving back the negativity we get, we are adding bad things to our world.”
“I agree,” another female admits. “We are helping to make the world a horrible place to live in.”
“So humans are responsible for the hell our world is raging in,” I point out to them.
“I wasn’t aware that was what I was doing,” someone said. “But being the leader is a big responsibility.”
I smiled, then said, “I might just change your thinking and save you and others from adding something
disastrous to our world. That wasn’t a big responsibility for me.”
They stared at me in awe. A few gulps later, someone said, “lead by example.”
“Or live the good or bad world you want,” someone else said.
“Thank you,” I said smiling. “Our lives are the way it is for a reason. Life will find ways to teach us how to live. Don’t play follow the leader. Be the leader!”
When you give back the negativity humanity shares, you allow them to win, while adding more pain to a world already in agony.
BE THE LEADER! BE THE LIGHT TO LEAD YOURSELF AND OTHERS OUT OF THE DARKNESS!
Merry Christmas everyone.
For 2024, DONT FOLLOW THE LEADER. BE THE LEADER! -Annelise Lords.
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