(with thanks to Stealers Wheel)
I am so disheartened by the civil war around me:
friend against friend, family against family, rather than united against foe.
The sky may appear blue, my blood may seem red but neither truly is;
All I see is dingy with internecine thrown mud, crimson with fury, and black with hate.
What has torn apart connections after years of struggling together for a common goal?
Why do people care more about ideology than actually pulling together to win?
Why has intransigence and intransigence become the norm, locking arms against each other when previously we locked arms for strength in numbers and safekeeping against the abhorrent?
When did we decide loathing each other and name-calling
were better strategies than standing together?
When did dogma become so gargantuan in size and scope that must cast us all into shadow;
tearing apart alliances, friendships, and shredding respect and reason?
At what point did it become safer and healthier to speak to people with whom I mostly disagree
then to those with whom I thought I had common ground?
Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 1 February 2016
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