Who am I?

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.
 

Wyatt_M

VT

17 years old

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