Even Them

Описание: From my perspective as a practitioner of Nonviolent Communication and co-chair of Power of Compassion in Houston, Even Them reflects the ongoing practice of nonviolence that begins within myself and extends outward with intention. The song holds the tension between self-empathy and care for others, recognizing that loving “even them” does not mean tolerating harm or abandoning boundaries, but refusing to dehumanize those who act from pain.

Hopefully this song acknowledges how we are often taught, subtly or explicitly to withdraw compassion from people labeled as harmful, difficult, or undeserving, and instead invites a deeper practice: seeing the unmet needs beneath behavior while staying rooted in self-respect. In this way, the song frames love as a disciplined, courageous act ...one that includes ourselves and carefully, consciously, those we were taught to leave out.

(Verse 1)
I’ve loved the kind and quiet ones,
The gentle hearts, the easy calls.
But what about the sharp and bitter,
The ones who built their own stone walls?
What about the ones who blame,
The ones who never hear your side?
The ones who leave a bruise,
Then ask you why you cried?

(Chorus)
Even them ...I’m learning how to stay.
Not to be a doormat,
But not to walk away.
They’re carrying a storm
They don’t know how to end…
If love means anything,
It has to mean even them.

(Verse 2)
I’ve cursed their names in traffic lights,
Avoided them at holidays.
I’ve built my case in perfect lines
Of everything they didn’t say.
But maybe I don’t see the whole—
Just the scar that’s showing through.
And maybe if I hold that truth,
I’ll start to soften too.

(Chorus)
Even them ...I’m learning how to stay.
Not to be a doormat,
But not to walk away.
They’re carrying a storm
They don’t know how to end…
If love means anything,
It has to mean even them.

(Bridge)
This isn’t about excusing harm,
Or shrinking to make peace.
It’s seeing that the ones who wound
Are begging to be released.

(Final Chorus)
Even them ...I say it like a prayer.
Not to justify the damage,
But to see what’s buried there.
They’re drowning in a story
That was written long back when…
If love is more than easy,
It has to reach even them.

(Outro)
Even them… even them… even them…