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I am sick of a world where people say that they care
And then build up their walls and pull down the tents
Of the poor and the weak whose only intent is
Survival and those whose only hope is
Our common humanity from our common creation
Though we change the names and the colour of faces
And define our homes as different places
We are not different races - our DNA traces
Our common humanity and our common relations.
And the shame of our common history shows
That the death camps of Auschwitz and
Genocide in Rwanda and the plight of Rohingas that flee
From the soldiers, and the flight of the Christians
From IS in Iraq or the fight of First Nations just to be
Free, recognised and valued as people -that these
Are our history too and the death of a Kurd
Or a transgender sister or the rape of a child
Or abuse of all types at all times in all places
These are just as wild and just as plain wrong
An offence to the divinity of our common humanity.
What else is there to say.

Kim Helen James
27/1/2018

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