All Lives Matter
When will the day come when all lives truly matter?
I’m tired of the hate and the self-righteous chatter?
Why do some kill while others protect?
This legacy we leave will have ill effects.
There are monsters who kill, power hungry and wrong.
We need a society in which we all belong.
The color of skin, the clothes on our backs.
Will the future bring peace and stop such attacks?
Organized religion, skin color and dress.
We are leaving our kids in a terrible mess.
This all starts at home we must teach them young.
We must teach them love before hate has begun.
We are all on this rock till the day that we die.
Too many lose their life in the blink of an eye.
We are all brothers and sisters, all children of God.
We must come together, both here and abroad.
Copyright © Mark Koplin | Year Posted 2020
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