Justice Intolerated
How can they hate so much
In this land of the free.
One built by the fleeing masses.
All yearning for the same.
Why can't they see
I am no different than they,
I eat, breathe and bleed
Just as they do.
I will walk the same path towards death
along side or within their footsteps.
Can they not see I am human?
That I have a soul?
Those I hold dear, have no qualms,
But I wish for them all to see
We are the same,
Despite our differences.
Copyright © Linda Smith | Year Posted 2010
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