Kinship

I am one…

I am one with the land.

I am one with the sea.

I am one with the animals.

I am one with the trees.

I am one with nature, but where oh where could Mankind be?

I cannot see them over the ridge line.

I cannot see them over the waves.

I cannot see them by land or by air.

Where oh where could my brothers and sisters be?

But then I see a single figure coming towards me from the distance.

And then we stand, face to face, and look to each in resistance.

“Finally,” I say, “my kin has appeared.”

“Nay,” they say, “I am not your kin.”

“But how?” I ask. “You look like me, talk, like me, and walk like me. We share the same blood.”

“Yes, that may be so,” says my kin, “but by heart, we are not… so our kinship cannot grow.”

“Do you mean beliefs?” I ask, shocked and askew.

“Yes,” says my kin, “You are different from me, I am different from you.”

But why? I wonder, Why oh why must it be this way? 

Two beings that will always meet,

But never learn to love. They will always fight.

Like lightning and thunder,

Like night and day.

“We cannot be the same. I suppose, we cannot be one,” I say.

“Yes, I suppose so,” says my kin, “We cannot be one. All is done.”

And the world cowers in fear as the war and hatred rages on. 

But why oh why

Can it not all be gone?

The world's kinship is divided,

And the world's fate must be decided,

And humanity is left to see.

And where oh where… could my brothers and sisters be?

This was probably one of my deepest poems I made. To try to explain it so you can understand, it's basically one of my old poems, about how beliefs, differences, and war sometimes get in between seeing the good in people. I like the saying, "don't judge a book by its cover". You really can't judge a person without getting to know them one on one first. I think if we all would just see people for who they are on the inside, rather than the outside, our world would be a little kinder. 

Sorry for the long speech, lol. Hope you enjoyed! :3