Lament

Cry, cry for the mistakes we have made
In judging one another because of ideology,
Politics, skin, language. For denying we can
Learn something from the other if we only
Listened and did not hunker down in our
Fortress labeled protection. Protection from
Who, for what? Do we truly understand all
We miss when we demand uniformity?
Diversity is healthy, it makes us stronger,
Uniformity is weakness and we seem to lose
The flow of something that echoes softly
Against the oppression of becoming not
True and not ourselves. If we listen fully
We can hear loves weeping through our
Very darkness and realize what we lost.

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