Apartheid

So we can work any profession Choose where ever we want to live Study in any school of our admittance Travel, eat, play any where with remittance Love and live with who ever we choose to Is apartheid really a thing of past Is it not springing anew? On a coffee cup that I bought in DC It says E Pluribus Unum Out of Many, One A march of Many towards One Hand in hand in unity Look deep inside Are our hearts united? Beating as one Or divided like a split pea Between the Dark and lighted spheres A solid yellow line blocking empathy Despising unity Embankments of hate and disgust Greed and profit Power and its manipulation Spewing poison like mustard gas Inventing ever new names For discrimination For division We need to find the broken yellow line A soft maneuvering within To cover the distance of you and I The guiding reflectors The shimmering little lights of love A crossing over A new shade of compassion Apartheid must end there With in us In our hearts.