Sarah Lomas :
Unity in the Wake of Erosion
There is a kindness in humanity that remains untouched—quiet, persistent, often unseen in the rubble of broken systems. It lives in the stranger who waits, the worker who refuses cruelty, the child who questions injustice without knowing it has a name. This kindness is not performative. It is ancient. It does not trend, but it endures.
Unity is not sameness. It is the dignity of difference held in mutual regard. It is the radical belief that liberation is shared or not at all. Unity asks: not who is like me, but who has been erased with me?
And against this backdrop shines the incredulous truth: the machinery of corruption runs not on brilliance but on cowardice. A network of polished denial, disguised as governance, profit, and tradition. Their power is paper-thin, propped up by
distraction, division, and spectacle. The true threat to corrupt systems is not rebellion—it is clarity. It is the refusal to trade truth for belonging. Halloween costume
Yet people are awakening. Not through slogans, but through grief that refuses sedation. Through the dissonance they feel in their gut when the headlines speak in riddles. Through shared silence that speaks louder than any broadcast. They are no longer asking for permission to see. They are asking: Where do we go from here, together?
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