I sat on the fence
And watched two sides
Hurl stones–
Back, and forth.
I watched from that fence
And found, swiftly, that
Both sides felt valid
And quite strongly
But unfortunately,
Could not hear each other
Over the sound
Of whooshing stones.
Aug 20, 2025
Aug 20, 2025 at 12:57 PM UTC
I sat on the fence
And watched two sides
Hurl stones–
Back, and forth.
I watched from that fence
And found, swiftly, that
Both sides felt valid
And quite strongly
But unfortunately,
Could not hear each other
Over the sound
Of whooshing stones.
perception, shortpoem, conflict, division, society
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