Sunday, April 8, 2007
My Soap Box
I Will Not Be Silenced!
I will not go quietly! I simply refuse to be silent. Shall I yell loudly? Must I stomp and shout to be heard? I call out to all those whom would come to silence me, to stomp out my strength and to quiet my courage. I say this now; I will not go quietly. None of us will go easily. I stand now, arm and arm, united with fellow survivors ready to fight, and ready to overcome. I raise my voice to inspire those still traveling this rugged path and I raise my voice in honor of those whom have gone on too soon. I shout from the depths of my soul as I vow to live every day in the face of death!
I say no to all those whom come to quiet me. I will not back down. I will not be broken. Even if my body falls weak, I will bend as the path moves me. I will not remain silent nor shall I be bound to illness. With the strength of those who have come before me I stand. I say now even though I may splinter, I will not be broken!
I take my place in this fight with humility and awe knowing I now speak for all those who cannot. I drink from the cup of wisdom passed down from survivor to survivor. I carry with me their stories, their convictions and I make them mine. I will hold true to the fight. I am a warrior now as I go into the fight always before me with a battle cry. I speak for those whom have been silenced and I speak for all those who are striving to live. I am strong, but not of my own accord. I have gained my strength from the battle within me, from the battle within all survivors. I am tried and I am true and I will not be silenced! I will not go down without a fight!
To some I may seem weak. To others I appear tired. I may even seem to have abandoned what to some means the most, vanity. But in truth I have gained more than I have ever lost. For I have gained a voice, as I have gained a new lease on life. I now speak from an inner strength I can always count on.
I will not hide nor will I run. I am a fighter and a survivor. I refuse, though some have tried, to give up my voice. I will not be quiet. I will shout my victory for all the world to hear! I will not be silenced. I must stand now or sink like a stone. I will stand tall proud of my scar. I must stand now or conceded to defeat. Yes, it is true, I may have lost my breast, but I have not lost my grace. In truth, what I have lost has made me whole. My body may be less than desirable to some, but to others my heart is full. I have nothing to fear and I have everything tolive for.
So I choose to live life as if I were dying. I choose to never forget what I cannot change. I am a cancer survivor, not it's victim. So right here and right now, I shout it out, " I choose to be loud and to live life as loudly as I can!" I am here to stay and I am here to speak. I will not be silenced!
By: Christina Olachia