Archive for April, 2011

Little Dippers

You fight and it tears my soul.

Shared blood

Shared cells

Yet you hate the commonality.

You feel trapped in those cells

Tearing at the walls that encase you to each other.

Where will it end?

When will it end?

How does the hate begin?

It will end in separation

Division that will never unify.

If it doesn’t end now

It never will.

We show love

We show kindness

We show compassion

We show understanding

We show acceptance

How does the hate begin?

You dip into each others bucket

Bucket dippers trying to fill your own buckets

From wells that will run dry with severance.


Wendy Fiore – 4/2011