Divided - An Original Poem

Divided we stand
Like the lanes on a slot car track
Separated by a solid line
Might as well be 1,000 miles wide
Never to intersect but
Always ready to interject
Launch the boiling tar
To the other side from afar
Hiding behind your wall
No consequence to your actions
But no it’s not just you
On the other said they are
Launching their projectiles too
It’s easy to kill someone or
Wound someone with words when
You don’t have to sit across
The table and see that they are human too
On a slot car track sometimes
The lanes cross and there’s a crash
The cars go flying off the track
But is it not better to venture to
The other side and maybe find
That it isn’t so bad there after all
Than to be isolated on your side of the wall
With your own kind and learn nothing
Other than your own thoughts parroted back to you
Foreign thoughts bring openness of mind
So maybe the next time that you talk
The division is only 900 miles wide

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