Divided – A Poem

Why do we divide ourselves

as if division could

cause wars to cease

or bring us the peace we seek?

 

Why do we despise truth

and welcome lies

as if lies could save us

from consequence?

 

Why do we hate

those who do not agree

as if opposition

somehow equates hate?

 

Why do we preach freedom

then criticize the ones

who exercise the right?

 

Or is it that freedom 

only applies to those 

rich enough to buy

a position of authority

 

to make us pawns

designed to believe that

liberty somehow means 

defining our own destiny

 

never allowing

life’s unpredictability 

to take us where 

we need to be

 

but rather, embracing

what was made to enslave us

thinking somehow

we are free


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@dainellewrites

 

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