Clueless Ink

I demand basic humanity,

respect from anyone I pass on the street,

from a fellow human.

–

I don’t owe you proof of my worth.

I will not earn your respect,

and I will not stand in a place where I must.

–

If I exist near you,

in any human capacity,

I live,

and that alone demands I be treated as human.

–

No label, no position of power,

is needed to assign accountability.

You are human,

and you are responsible for acting humanely,

by law,

and by the quiet conscience that feels another’s hurt.

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To demand it,

I only have to live,

consciously.