Which Way
There are those
Who spread fear
Just as black ink
Splatters thick
across the paper
Then there are those
Doing the slow work
Of love
Meticulously erasing
The stain
One person at a time
And filling the space
With glorious colors
Where beauty can take shape
And life can grow again
Here is a suggestion
Instead of standing against
The “Other”
Come alongside
Listen to their story
Sorrow and pain
Love and joy
Understand
They too are human
Just like you
How did this happen?
The bridges slowly built
With care and love
Years of hard work
Dynamited in seconds
Rubble of hate and fear
Left behind
An enemy came
And spread seeds of destruction
Instead of kernels of peace
Fingers stop pointing
Look instead to the heart
Am I a good neighbor?
Am I my brother’s keeper?
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