by Francis Scudellari
Like to like, each to each, ever more attracting
Our self-same, seeing the same selves separating
Uni(n)formed, in-clothed, a-dressing as one, closing
Minds walled off, a-side, to smaller corners pulling
Pushing the other into e’er tighter clutches
Opening debates to expose those thought poor-minded
Uniting behind berms built high, borders made bold
Alien-making, light darkened, us them-ed, untied
I, left staring at the lone self mirrored
Your right wrongly made, different, a-part, not-us
Both now looking through a glass suddenly rubbed clear
T(w)o see our goal won, none, abandoned, no other
3 comments:
This is a magnificent poem Francis!
Thanks Jeane! Sometimes the words flow freely and it works out the way I want it to :). I was in good channeling form this morning.
I'm so touch that with this poem you tell us how you value others.
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