I, Belong | Sage Justice
Even when I sit at tables where I donāt fit in-
I still belong.
Being Different from others
isnāt synonymous with being wrong.
I have permission to sing my own song;
No one else needs to sing along,
for me to continue to belong.
Ā©Sage Justice 2023, 2024, 2025 This concept/theory/poem is original to Sage Justice. If you use it, please give credit and link to original work. Thank you.
Description for the visually impaired-Photo of Sage Justice, wearing poetās black, eye glasses, facing the camera, resting her chin on her hand, while sitting outside near a patch of lavender in France, at the Writers and Artists-in-Residence at Chateau dāOrquevaux.
Sage Justice is an award-winning playwright, poet, author, critically acclaimed performing artist, and intensely sincere, bold humanitarian activist.1
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Love this poem Sage, it's beautiful. It also really resonated with me. Still having belonging while being different is a higher-level superpower I didn't know I needed. Thank you!
Also, love the photo :-)
This reminds me of a quote I heard a long time ago. I don't remember who said it. It went something like this. "If they don't give you a seat at the table, bring a folding chair. Beautiful reminder of self-worth. Thank you Sage xo