Without Borders
As a noun or a verb,
a border separates
grass from trees,
water from sand,
Canada from the USA,
life from death,
us from them.
As an obstacle or a meeting place,
a border holds in,
restrains anger,
permeates falsehoods,
relays mistrust,
bring every issue to a head
for a battle that cannot and should not be fought.
Knock down the border between
every man and every woman,
every child and every parent,
every straight and every LGBTQ human being,
every one breathing air upon this earth with skin of
every colour of the rainbow, and
ask why borders exists if we are all equal
upon this planet
we call home.
©
Catherine Woods 2017
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