A Right to Be

I ponder as each day grows dark,

Why dreams must dim and smiles grow stark;

Why fear looms larger in the night,

And people cry for morning’s light.

I wonder, for it makes no sense,

To catalog each difference

Between my neighbor and myself,

And store it high on hatred’s shelf.

I ponder and I wonder long,

Why welcoming new folks is wrong;

When they might have so much to give,

And all they want is just to live.

They live, they love, they laugh, and cry;

Aspire, perspire, grow old, and die.
Though some don't look like you and me,
All humans have a right to be!

They  tell me we’ll be great again,

But can’t say how and can’t say when;

That we are only on “our” side,

And soon, we’ll build a wall...and hide.

Mick McKellar
February 2017
 

Question: Can’t they just swim around the ends of the wall, or fly over it?

Mick