Dear World,

Dear World,
It's time we sat down for a meal together.
Might I suggest buffet-style?
We could stand in line for all the helpings we want,
Serve one another when our arms are too full,
Pick off of each others' plates,
Get a taste of something new and different,
Devour conversations,
And fill our bellies with sweet laughter.

DIFFERENT

The events that unfolded in Pakistan today break my heart. I wrote this piece in January 2012 and was reminded of it today. Those sweet children! What kind of animal?!!!!!!...sigh.......

 

Different

Two enemies stand side by side, broken.
Clothed in anger adorned with contempt.

They know no warmth, only an insatiable hunger
That sends shivers through their bones.

Their skin is rough,
Signs of kindness chiseled from their faces.

A higher power brought them together that day.
Each placed before the casket of their enemy's child.

Two deaths caused as a result of their hatred.
Grief filled the silent spaces in-between the violence.

That day forced them to shed their skin
Their eyes overflowing with salty tears.

They would never be the same,
Nor could they see each other as different.