As I Sit

Thu, 02/26/2015 - 11:57 -- Leikela

As I sit, I wonder.

About life.

About love and hate and the world.

And love and hate in the world.

We have hugs and smiles.

Why must they be lifted by killing and sneers?

We have the old and the young.

Why must each resent the worldly placement of the other?

I wonder as I sit.

About hate and love. 

About life and death.

Why must they coesist?

Imagine.

        Think.

              Picture.

I stand and I am loved by all.

I stand and I am kissed.

I stand without fear.

I stand.

Is it good? Is it perfection?

Who is to know...

Love is for naught minus hate.

A kiss is for naught minus sneers.

The young is for naught minus old.

Life is for naught minus death.

As I stand, I know. 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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