“Imaginary and Arbitrary Lines”–Cam Isaacs

Honorable Mention, Poetry

 

From birth, you are forced to join a side

in a reckless game that can only divide.

 

Imaginary lines that are drawn in the sand

make you think twice about giving a helping hand.

 

Along the course of life, when you see another

you pick out the differences and forsake your brother.

 

Pride in the piece of dirt you were born on

strips us of the love that has long since been gone.

 

Skin, accents, cultures and all that we are

should not divide us, it’s time to raise the bar.

 

Our differences are merely a product of environment

there’s no need to hate others on behalf of our government.

 

And remember that your piece of dirt is still the Earth

and that we are all humans at death and at birth.