Together
She could not sleep.
He could not sleep.
They would not let them, but,
they wanted to be… together.
When will they learn?
That we all yearn,
for the same things,
the whole world over.
Black, red, yellow or white,
we are together in the fight.
There is no them or us.
only problems when we fuss.
A dream that all the little children,
ebony and ivory side-by-side,
imagine all the people,
living life in peace and pride.
No countries and no boundaries,
no ideologies to die for.
No religions restricting us.
freedom, but no greed anymore.
She could not sleep.
He could not sleep.
Until they were together.
There is no power,
on this green earth,
that can keep them apart.
Opening up our hearts to them,
is the only way to start.
Copyright 2016 © Ronald W. Hull
1/7/16
Shervin
hug
Kathy
Opening up our hearts to them, is the only way to start.
Wonderfully penned.
Lady Mary Ann
Our place in this world is to open eyes to all possibilities as a writer. You my friend do this well!!!!
To peace, love and lightness of being,
Amber
we are together in the fight.
There is no them or us.
only problems when we fuss.
I find your verses particularly meaningful at this time, Ron; they remind me of John Lennon's song, "Imagine." Love and peace to you,
Regis
Michael D.
John
Love ya!
Jane
I like your beginning verses...
Always,
Deborah