Dividing Lines Poem by PHUMLA KHANYILE

In a world that knows no happiness
Where hearts are drenched in sadness
The salty tears are quenching waters
How can we mend the broken bridges?

Why is human race
Quick to lay a destroying hand
To kill than to shield and save
To mock but not embrace?

Ours should be a solid stand
Yet daily we are submerged
Without a helping hand
Despite the wails and pleas

Why is human race
Enemy to self
Judges without honor
Hurtfully unforgiving

Is it not by our hands?
That so many souls perish
Is it not by our words?
So many fires are burning

In a world that has so much
Why are many without means
What is the source of our hatred?
Why can't we be united?

Who drew in our midst?
All these skewed dividing lines
Of race and greed
Of status and creed

What shall it take?
To rub off the dividing lines
To forgive the past deeds
To join hands as one