We Are Not One

Why is the world so divided

when there could be enough to go around?

Why do we start wars

when a compromise could be found?

Why do we chose left

when everyone seems to think they know what is right?

Why do people cry

when a rainbow is in my eye line?

I do not like this world

that is split at every end

There is beauty to be seen

There is a hand to be extended

Things fall a part

as they always do

the old dies off

babies are born anew

I see a world together

Interlocked in spirit

Filled with happiness and joy,

who will be there to hear it?