House For Sale
Another house on the block
went up for sale today, the old couple passed away.
The neighborhood changes once again
without question or prejudice.
Our neighborhood diversifies with variations
of race, religion and ethnicity.
From my understanding of it development
this community has always been as it is
having learned that black or white, Christian, Jew or Muslim
are not different from one another and struggle equally.
These are blessings learned, open gifts recognized over time
where at last, no one is restricted
from living a simple life,
the American dream
embracing all who come.
There are no hidden barriers taught and holding on from the past
that would have shut anyone in or out or locked the doors,
never welcomed only faces of specified races or religions,
everyone is free and open and encouraged to live.
Those who come and homestead
make their individual and communal place and purpose.
Each of us leaves a mark unseen
but known and accepted and simple
in the neighborhood
for we are all the same
God's children
and we can be called home at anytime
as our houses are put up for sale
and we go home.
Copyright © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2015
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