All Them Others

streaked with white a
lonely sun breaks through
a blue grey sky as the
coolness turns humid;
hiding inside, we avoid
the summer but never
do we wish for winter;
an end to our life of
abundance and ease,
buying not growing
are we now, cooking
instead of hunting as
so many did before;
comfort, we live in
whether it be heat or
cold while looking
down on those who
have lived differently;
accepting not that which
laid the foundation of
our bias and prejudice
against those who will
never be like we are.

10July19