These invisible lines that mark where my country ends and yours begins.
These lines where millions of people live unknown about their whereabouts.
These lines where we will soon build up walls of bricks and separate brothers from their sisters.
These line that invaders crossed, victory stamped on their passports.
These lines are creating problems.
Wild animals know no borders
Scientists say that evolution changed us.
We lost our vestigial structure, but wait a minute that’s not our only loss
For we have been stripped off our kindness and our ability to feel anything for anyone.
Humane. Human, humanity
Worlds that revolve around each other but make no sense together.
Greed and human are the only two words I know that really connect.
We’re unwilling to have foreign footsteps on our territory.
And equally unwilling to pave their pathways with green grass rather than grey weapons.
The map already shows the division of our home.
Let us hold back from the division of our hearts as well.
