! ! Saying The Unspeakable

M Michael Shepherd
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Such as President Obama may not say it; but I who am nobody, may speak it: the God of many names and One does not wish division; you and I (there are no others?) do not wish division; who makes division? Why do all seek an ‘enemy’? The dispossessed invent an enemy on whom to blame their plight; the rich invent an enemy to excuse their greed; those who worship God under one name make enemy of those who worship God under another name; even those who worship God under the same name make sects in order to invent an enemy; is it because it is easier to make an enemy than a friend? is it easier to fear than to love? is it easier to hate than to love? is it easier to count to two than think of three or one? do we feel more powerful if we have an enemy? and now we fire at enemies invisible beyond the horizon.. are enemies more attractive to our life than friends? Tell me, poets, tell me, sages; tell me, saints; oh tell me God; tell me, arithmeticians: when division multiplies our enemies, why do we so love division? The God of many names and One makes division in Himself with love and without hate; you and I (there are no others?) love each other all the more in the sameness of our differences; does human kind now hate itself so much? who thinks division, loves division? makes an enemy of otherness? forgets that God is One?

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