the state of lies

where is the love?

we the human race.

waged wars among ourselves since time immemorial.

burned and blazed, sundered and razed.

built a living off our dead; made careers off others' fears.

if we have to, we will kill.

no remorse; we don't feel.

and though they always say, 

'in time these wounds will heal.'

xenophobia, is very real.

it's inescapable what colour it is you have on your hair,

no one will miss that your skin is a little less fair,

and after a while the built up illusion of harmony will rend and tear, 

and tear, and tear, and tear, and tear.

and we realise, in truth, how much everyone actually cares,

cares about us.

they care about us,

whether we would cause harm to them;

they'll stay a little further.

they care about us,

whether we would swindle and cheat them;

they'll clutch their bags a little closer.

they care about us,

whether we are going to threaten them,

whether we are going to be an obstacle,

they care about us.

why would it matter if i've got darker skin?

why should it matter that i've got hair on my chin?

why does society think of me as a walking sin,

and forget that, ultimately, we're all one kin?

why does everybody care what it is that i wear?

why can't they accept that i live with a little flair?

why do we have to make life a living nightmare

when sometimes, all we need to do is share?

i cannot fathom for the life of me,

why society has to think such things of me.

label me, denounce me and treat me

as if i'm some creature that needs to be locked up with a key?

unfortunately no future i wish to see

lies on any horizon which i foresee.

we the human race...

... why won't we liberate our humanity which we've so grotesquely ensnared?

on the surface we may all seem nice,

but underneath we're all full of knives.

we live in a state of lies;

what a sorry state of life.

Author's Note

i imagined it as a spoken word, possibly accompanied by video footage.

experimented a little with formatting. not quite sure if i like it. hmmm. please comment.