Jacquie StewartHeimann

Zero Hour - Poem by Jacquie StewartHeimann

Red, yellow, white, brown, black
Color doesn’t matter, everyone attacks

Hatred grows with each passing day
How sad it is that we live this way

The world is built of different cultures
But some just hate, they hover like vultures

People attack for such stupid reasons
Like how they keep the holiday season

What car they drive or language they speak
What songs they sing, the food they eat

What color’s their hair, you’re a girl, you’re a boy
You’re different, that’s all, time to destroy

They hate what’s different, what doesn’t match
Their views, their beliefs so attacks they hatch

“Lets make this world believe just one thing
That our way’s right! ” the voices ring

Called God, Budda, Jehovah, Shiva
Muhammand, Aum, Nirankar, Allah

There’s hundreds of more, whatever the name
They may be different, but the feelings the same

Why can’t they accept, why don’t they see
Under the skin, we’re all meant to be

To live our lives, to trust our hearts
To accept what’s different, in life take part

To share, to teach, to listen, to learn
Before it’s all gone and this earth burns

Topic(s) of this poem: hopelessness, loss, lost, sadness

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 19, 2015

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