Higher Ground

I refuse to talk with bigots,

does that apply to you

 

And freely open up my mind,

to greet the world anew

 

Discriminatory and hateful barbs,

divide and tear apart

 

What poetry tries its best to mend,

inside an honest heart

 

Those few most vile hide behind

their fear inspired views

 

That bring about the worst in us,

to slander and accuse

 

As days grow short, my time is spent,

beneath a sun that shines

 

Speaking to the highest traits

—humanity divines

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

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