Borders

B---o---r---d---e---r---s Lines, lines everywhere Breaking bonds Of humanity Of love Of friendship Lines drawn in black Lines drawn in hate Signals of National pride Or selfish possessions? Lines drawn in blood Lines for men to die for Lines seeing lovers part Lines watching a mother’s Desperate look At the son who might not Return… Drawing lines will not help To ease the pain To feed the poor To sow the love To reap smiles When can we have Time with no lines Time with no mine Time with no yours Time with just ours….?