Xenophobia

An insect preserved in amber Frozen at one point in time Never changing,always the same, Trapped in a living death Through an accident of place, It has its grim beauty,it pays the price. We too are like such insects But nature provides moments When we can break free To broaden our horizons. It is fear that drives us deeper Into our alma mater's embrace To choke by culture confined To drown by doctrine defined. If we could just cross boundaries, If we would tear down our taboos, We might yet see that we live On one planet,under one sky ,with but one God. If only we would tear ourselves free From the fatal amber cocooning you and me.