so how do we talk
now we have been cast
as enemies
forced to speak different languages
stones tumbling in the dust
forced to dig our trenches
why do we have to stand apart
putting up our barricades
of prescribed  scripts and war cries
three word slogans
babel reestablished in multiplicity
divided by
skin
language
thoughts
have we changed that much
absorbed by ancient lands
empires of ideology
what we once saw through the same eyes
now fractured
framed with barbed wire
torn out and trampled
take my hand
I still have hope
this evil is not ours
we can walk away from this apocalypse

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