Eternal division

Eternal division

A Poem by TheGutless
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My view on some key point of society. I don't hate people, just most of their actions.

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The name of our species is Homo sapien.
 We should be the same, but we have no relation.
 At least that's how we act, not always a conscious decision.
 We treat each other so differently, an eternal division.
 By we, I mean society, of which we are all a part of. 
Taught so many things from childhood, forgot how to love.
 Diversity will always be present, for no one is the same as another. 
Even within family, between our sisters, mothers, fathers and brothers. 
Will there ever be time where the whole world accepts lesbians, bi's, and gays?
 Where everyone sees just another person and there is no KKK.
We can't chose who we are, but we can chose how we act. 
So if you made fun of how someone was in the past, it is human morality you surely did lack.
 How would you feel if you were bullied for just being you?
 It happens everyday and I know this is true.
 All because some humans have a hatred obsession.
 It keeps others in the dark, the pit of depression.
 This pit is more frightening than the quickest of quick sand.
 You can't just get out by the clasp of another's hand. 
World peace is a wish that cannot be granted, or achieved.
 It is impossible to make everyones mind think the same, at least that is what I believe.
 People will always be hungry, and close ones will always die.
 There will always be sadness and people will always cry.
 So I guess in this poem I answered my own questions. 
The world will never accept each others imperfections. 
Religion effects the decisions of most, but then what does that show?
 That most humans just can't be nice on their own, or based on what they know. 
I'm not bashing religion or saying its bad or wrong.
 I'm trying to figure out the human mind in a place we all belong.
 "Treat others the way you want to be treated," is the golden rule.
 Taught not only in religions, but also in school.
 In humanity there are some major changes to be made.
 Accepting others is the first dept to be paid.
 You can only change the mind of so many, because there will always be one.
 The world has made some improvement, but there is so much more work to be done. 
I guess as long as there is human interaction, there will always be some type of social collision. 
We will never treat each other the same, so we will continue to live eternal division.

© 2012 TheGutless


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