Our Global Shame
Some days I feel so disenchanted
With humanity
When sense of right can be so slanted
By base enmity;
When those whose goals are to condemn
Some other's race or creed;
When seeing only ‘us' and ‘them'
Fills some corrupted need;
When judgements come too easily;
When thinking comes too hard;
When narrow-mindedness can be
A people's calling card -
With never-ending cycles of
Our ignorance and hate,
How can one trust that peace and love
Will ever compensate?
November 2015
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