Who am I
to say that you are wrong?
Who are you
to say that I am wrong?
Simple questions—
tough answers.
Polarization plagues us,
yet we remain ideologues,
clutching our ideologies
hurling insults, as if snowballs.
We must leave the trenches.
We must excuse our differences.
We must find our similarities.
Who am I?
Who are you?
We are one,
we are human—
together, yet separate
we must remember.
I'm not sure if this will ever evolve into a "bigger" thing, but it was a good character development piece.
In early February of 2024, gang violence in Haiti's capital, Port-au-Prince, escalated to levels so high that now nearly 80% of the capital city is under gang rule.
Steam rises from the chimney
with a G-rated "come hither"
into the cerulean blue sky.
You feel drawn towards it
like a moth to a porch light
on a warm June evening.
"Come hither."
Comments
It can be so easy to see ourselves as enemies across a great divide, but this poem has such a worthy message to humanity: "We must excuse our differences. We must find our similarities." I wish we all had the same mindset. The world would be a much more peaceful place.
Amen!!
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