sitting in my room on this
cold, dark night
I see that we humans,
are all one
and all
brothers
and
sisters
in this
ride
we
call
life
we have been measured throughout time by
the amount at which we separated ourselves
or
how much we overcame that and brought ourselves
together
on this cold, dark night
I have realized that I am
human, we are humanity,
and the whole of our
species is more than
the parts we have
made separate
may my sister rise,
her arts bringing new meaning to the world
may my father rise,
his wisdom sharing with a new generation
may my grandmother rise,
her love fostering that which I believe in
but also
may my brother rise,
even if he is not my blood
your talents are meant to help all of us
may my mother rise,
even if she is not my blood
your wisdom is necessary for my survival
may my grandfather rise,
even if he is not my blood
your love is needed to show the light in
all this black night
may every man and woman and child rise,
for you are needed somewhere,
by someone,
and for your strengths I will love you like my own
even if by all accounts,
we are opposites
We are Humanity
we are the blacks
we are the whites
we are the arabs
the chinese,
and the indians too
we are the austrailians,
and the germans,
the nigerians,
and the brazilians
we are the thinkers
and the builders
we are the helpers
and the leaders
the keepers
and creators
the holy
the unholy
the vague
and the defined
the me
and the you
and the they
and the us
we are all humanity
I sit in this room on this
cold, dark night
and I see that we humans,
are all one
we are all equal
in the end, the
final end
and it must be understood
that I am human, and you
are human, but we together
with everyone else, that
then is when I declare:
We are Humanity
One of my older pieces (At time of writing). I always felt the concept was grand enough and most of the words right but at the same time I never got the magic I felt about the subject into the poem. Critiquers, what do thy suggest?