Poems, Personals, and Commentary

Perspectives

So painful when we misunderstand each other.
Different ways of seeing things;
We grew up in different worlds.

I’d like to listen to your pain,
But it hurts too much
To add another pain to my own.

Education helps –
Exposed to different perspectives.
But can I keep my identity
And still cherish yours?

——————-

I used to think that
When we disagreed,
You didn’t love me.

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Are you a liberal or conservative?
I’ve decided that I’m a libative.

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There is One who knows all our pain —
Yours and mine –
But do we know His?

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