We have been conditioned to pick sides. We are born into a religion, a race, an environment, a culture which limits our life experience. When we define ourselves tribally, we can shut our hearts to those who are different. We often do not question these ideas of separation but when we do, we see, feel and know a higher perspective. We are ALL of God. We are Divine beings and WE are ONE.
My heart wrote this poem to heal and bring me into compassion. May it do the same for your bruised heart.
RaW
Listen Can you hear? A child’s cry drowning in tears.
Listen Can you hear? Bullets flying, shots from a gun. Scorched intentions under a blazing sun.
Listen Can you hear? Families ripped apart at the seams. Precious lives stolen and kidnapped dreams.
Listen Can you hear? Footsteps running on an exploding land. One lone building dares to stand.
Listen Can you hear? Deafening silence over the rubble. Grief fills the void, each breath a struggle.
Listen Can you hear? People shouting. Both sides in pain, separated by beliefs and political gain.
Listen Can you hear? A weeping world in loss and fear.
Send out your prayers, they will be heard and place a dove upon your words… “May ALL hearts heal, have love to give, no matter which side of the border you live.”
