Words whispered. Body language speaks more than lips behind a back.
Even the poorest among the people seem to afford cruelty for their fellow man.
Are we such petty beasts that none is free of our individual judgments?
As a people we should strive to be better than the station of our lives.
Who are we to demean those around us for flaws either real or imagined?
How dare we stand in our self-imposed perfection and lament
our disapproval over our brothers and sisters
scattered throughout the world.
When separated by vast water and land
we lend a helpful hand in the face of tragedy,
but when faced with the need next door we turn a blind eye.
When do we figure out that the statement
“Together we stand, divided we fall” holds more weight
than the breath used to issue such a statement?
When do we stand up and acknowledge that we,
who are separated by ideologies, vast waters, lands
and multitudes of languages, are essentially the same beings?
We bleed the same; we cry the same salty tears in the face of sorrow
and death. When will we figure out that this is our world
and we must stand together as a whole without hate
based on schoolyard-like tussles and face the future as a world
and not a group of single nations?
It seems so simple when you write it down,
while in practice, unity is but a wisp that cannot hope
to tear down the surmounting structures that we,
as people, have barricaded ourselves
and the differences of our societies from one another.
It could and probably will be stated that such a stream of
thought is naive or simply ignorant, but it is possible that
the simple and naive are the truth
and the rest just lies that we tell ourselves to sleep at night.
