mind the fences that
bind us,
separate us,
mend them if you will
it will do no good,
set in stone, we are
birth to grave,
taught and trained
by parents whose
biases outlived them,
strange it is that we are
even together,
stranger still that we are
even talking...
fence made of thoughts
are the worst,
no tearing them down,
no refurbishing,
or modifications will
change them or
alter their reflections,
speak to those who
speak the loudest...
they are the most biased,
the most adamant,
the most determined in
the fight, caring not
about the struggle just
the winner's circle.
October 16, 2024
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