Neighbors


Neighbors

We are all neighbors,
don'cha know.
Whole world over,
to and fro.

We befriend others,
our Facebook friends.
Across the world in,
ours and other lands.

There are no walls,
no flags, no creeds.
That keep us apart,
while the world bleeds.

Just our ignorance,
our fears and belief.
Keeping us from joining,
hands in great relief.

Tear down ideology walls,
those false nationalities,
those flag-waving creeds.
For better possibilities.

While the future leads.


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Image © D'Aquino for NPR

Something to think about as we approach
Thanksgiving the world over.

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