Lines, Walls, and Circles (a poem)
Hate is a cancer.
Hate consumes
individuals,
groups,
communities
from the inside out.
Hate seeks out and destroys
that which it cannot understand.
Hate masquerades
as pietistic religiosity,
as egoic correctness,
as sanctimonious chatter
hiding its insidious presence
behind that which
it calls
good
and
righteous
and
faithful.
Hate draws lines
of demarcation
in the sand
and
constructs
walls of
stone,
steel,
wire,
glass -
ever tightening
walls of exclusion
constructed on an imaginary border
of codified
behavior,
appearance,
allegiance,
and
beliefs
choking all that are living,
separating all life from its source,
and fear forms its foundation.
Love . . .
Love
conquers hate.
Love
dispels fear.
Love
gives life.
Love
births hope.
Love
seeks mercy.
Love
pursues justice.
Love
demands action.
Love
requires response.
Love
erases
lines of division.
Love
tears down
walls of hostility.
Love
repairs
the breach.
Love
beckons all
toward a new way.
Love
is
ever increasing,
ever widening
concentric circles of
acceptance
and inclusion
with limitless
circumference.
Love
does.
Love
wins.
—bshivers
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