Stella’s Story (A Storytelling Poem)

“I swore never to be silent whenever and wherever human beings endure suffering and humiliation. We must take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.” — Elie Wiesel

They looked at her

With skepticism

An old lady

In their eyes

How could she

Know the

Pain of prejudice

Of judgement

For simply

Being who you

Are.

Her name was Stella

They quickly learned

Small in stature

Bigger than life

Before long

They sat listening

Wide eyed.

Pain and prejudice

Isn’t knew

She sad

A sadness

In her voice

But the strength

Was evident too.

“I know the

Pain of prejudice

Of judgement

I know what