I turn on the news,
I see
hate and fear flowing free.
I weep for humanity,
the progeny of Adam,
who do not appear to see
their commonality.
They have divided themselves artificially:
by color,
creed,
nationality,
etc.
I have lost their trust in the Almighty,
and divided the All-Knowing Creator
by names,
attributes,
etc.
The medicine
to heal their disease,
is unity:
the ability to see humanity,
as a single species,
God,
as a single essence,
and religion,
as a progressive
revealed through Divine Messengers.
This is also posted in Writing in Snow in my writing.com port, in the folder Awaricon Items. On Writing.com I a m Prosperous Snow.
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