Of Young and Old

Keep us separate and diverse,
For we are better and they are worse-
No, you do not comprehend,
Being broken lends to hatred’s never end

You are young in life,
And have yet to understand pain and strife,
Listen, look and learn of our faults,
And try to bring this hatred to a halt

It is you, who does not and could never understand,
So don’t try to reprimand,
That is the past, this is the present,
Times have changed; your ideals came and went

We were born into and know to feel hate,
Some call it a curse, some a fate,
So just go away, far away and wait,
You had your chance, now it’s too late

Hush now child, this isn’t right,
I should know, I lived through the fights,
Between our world’s people, so diverse,
Hatred and separation is only a curse

Hush now child, you know better than that,
To result to bigotry, to truly mean that,
Tell me what it is you all fight for,
Why we must solve everything with war?

Do not preach to me!
Do not tell me to just ‘let it be’!
I cannot just ‘turn the other cheek’,
I cannot show that I am weak!

No, not weak or feeble or anything like that,
You are merely young and puzzled
Just don’t give into society and diversity’s muzzle
We are the same, and it’s simply that