'' Our Differences Are Too Far Apart '' Poem by Bri Mar

The problem with trust,
Though to some it's a must,
There are others who would never agree,
You may well say that this is unjust,
But your side they cannot see.

There are good and bad,
The happy and sad,
We all have views of our own,
What you see as sane may drive others mad,
Our history has let that be known.

Take wars and disputes,
What one refutes,
The other will argue it's right,
He will then enlist many willing recruits,
Who are more than up for a fight.

The peace loving guy,
Becomes wiling to die,
He sees it as his duty to defend,
A pacifist becomes willing to spit in your eye?
He'll also help you meet your end.

The believers of god,
Find paganism odd,
They'll try to take them to task,
You ask them if their deity's a fraud,
Their reply will be, how dare you ask.

Take rich and poor,
It does not reassure,
That the elite live in ivory towers,
The inequalities the destitute endure,
Means they have very few powers.

Them and us,
Causes such fuss,
It's a totally human creation,
The rich don't want to know what it does,
They all live in a state of sedation.

We can't live as one,
Wars will never be done,
To stop killing we don't have the heart,
With hatred for each other we are overrun,

‘' Our Differences Are Too Far Apart ‘'