No longer divided by the government
We segregate ourselves
Fearing and hating each other
Not only for the shade of our skin
But for the colors of our bandanas
Don’t we all bleed eternal ribbons of red?
Don’t we all grieve vast oceans of blue?
Don’t we all cry salt?
Don’t we all feel pain?
Pain brought on by
Maiming and spirit crushing
And for what?
Momentary fleeting instances of false power
At what cost?
The wailing of rage spilled in the streets
What are we gaining?
What have we lost?
Values too vital for these few words
Time that is fluid
Not dissected into Before and After
Only one word can come close to
Correction, maybe two
Aren’t they one and the same?
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