closed to differences of opinion
doors slam and angry hands
hide faces distorted with
misplaced rage and hate
over idealism misaligned -
personal impressions resist
accepting the masses
for humanity’s oneness,
instead they shake fists
and make lists of despicable
versions of themselves -
kissing the sleeping heads
of innocent children
whispering desperate prayers
to the white god of hypocrisy
in vain and misguided attempts
to fulfill ******’s master race
my face holds its shape
slight upturn at the corners of soft lips
stubbly beard glistening
with red and silver highlights
in a warm summer sun…
a knowing twinkle in my eye
as calm realization takes hold:
we could never truly be a unified people,
a one world government cannot succeed,
we dislike differences too much
to all become one….