Aren't We A Kin?

then why do we commit this sin...

Aren’t we a kin?
If we are,
Then why commit such a sin?

The blood in our veins
Isn’t it red?
It’s a colour of love
But we enjoy seeing the other in vain…

The heart in our body
Doesn’t it beat?
It has a rhythm of unity
But we just want to be higher than equality

Aren’t we a kin?
If we are,
Then why commit such a sin?

The air that we breathe
Isn’t it peaceful?
It has the power to soothe
But we just want to see the others seethe

The sights that we see
Isn’t it the same?
It symbolizes parity
But we just want to see more inequity

Aren’t we a kin?
If we are,
Then why commit such a sin?

Why do we see more pain?
Why do we see more suffering?
Why is there more hunger?
Why is there more thirst?

What can we do?
What can we try?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we care about?

Aren’t we all a kin?
Aren’t we all the same?
Then why do we have to harm?
Why do we have to take arms?

Can’t we come together?
Can’t we do something to end this strife?
Isn’t it time to end this?
Isn’t it time to finish this madness?

Aren’t we a kin?
If we are,
Then why commit such a sin?

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like how you present your opinion. In the belief of Native Americans we are one. If we destroy the planet. It is home for all we are destroying. Men and woman who die in war leave many to suffer. Your words are strong and i like the wisdom you are trying to teach. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

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. powerfully intense ... and intensely powerful ... those are the real issues ... those are the questions to ask ... those are the things to stop ... to even attempt to restore peace in a strife-stricken world ... brilliantly written ...