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Saturday, November 8, 2014

Don't Come and Talk to Me About Borders


Don’t come and talk to me about borders
When your brother in humanity is lying in that corner
Waiting for the light to brighten,
Waiting for the seed of hope to blossom,
 Waiting for you to adjust your orders

Don’t come and talk to me about borders
When your sister in humanity is lying in that corner
Crying, weeping, and watching her brother
Leaning her head on the border’s wires
Wishing if she were a bird or spark of fire
To free her soul, to free her troubles

Don’t come and talk to me about borders
When a mother awaits for some rice and water
To feed her son and daughter
To keep them from getting colder          

Don’t come and talk to me about borders
When a father struggles to earn his fortunes
To keep his family from getting poorer

Don’t come and talk to me about borders
When soldiers stand in the corner
Holding some guns and powder
Protecting some imaginary fake lines, man- made, man desires

Don’t come and talk to me about borders
When they are just two faced sides
What is inside it and what is outside it
Yet, it doesn't matter which side you are on as they keep you blinded
Engulf your fears and trace your dreams

 So, don't come and talk to me about borders
When you can simply click control, alter, and delete
By widening your mind and believe
That the world is just one land, one piece 
We are all from Adam and Eve
So, let's just live in peace
My dear