“We must live together as brothers or perish together as fools.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.
We are all broken, crumbled
rounded again
made from the same clay
caked and baked in the same
unforgiving oven
We all have cracks in us
from where the light gets in
frayed at the border
pulling apart at the seams
Peeling off and
breaking down into pieces
in all our miseries
We are all the same
living under the same
ashen cloudless sky
and blue moon in its reverie
Breathing the same air
swooning over the same
melody of the souls
and crooning our necks
to the same broken chords
in unison, we roll
We all are the same
laughing and cracking up
With welled up eyes
With bruises we endear
Getting stabbed by the same knife
bloodied by the same bullet
cast Creed or religion
doesn’t seem to discriminate
Or beg to differ
We are all the same
same heartbeat
sliced and splintered
in million pieces
and the same God we worship
holding books with different verses
We all are the same
from within
laughing at our scars
with abject profundity.
We are brothers
together we shall live.
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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I guess this poem will resonate with the theme of your website and the work you do. Thanks for the kind reblog.
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An excellent and moving poem.
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Thanks. Need of the hour.
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Reblogged this on Beckie's Mental Mess and commented:
Original post by “Megha’s World” – Truth! Beautifully Written 🙂
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Aww thanks Beckie.Thanks for the reblog.
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I wouldn’t be the bit surprised if I see that gets reblogged again. That was amazing. 🙂
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You are so sweet Beckie.You are right in a way, this got featured in a literary magazine recently
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Inspirational, hopeful. Great choice of words. 😀
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Thanks so much
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So true!!!!! Loved… “sliced and splintered
in million pieces”. Great poem!!!!! 🙂
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Thanks Patty. You always appreciate my work I’m so thankful for that
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I remember first performing this gesture of brotherhood. Felt so good.
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inside we are all simply people . . without our skin we’re all identical. . wish we could all see this
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Exactly. That will be the day to celebrate in humanity
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I agree dear Megha. Powerful and worthwhile words shared.
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Thanks for reading ,John. Much appreciated.
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Was my pleasure and you are welcome Megha.
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read and enjoy the work of a amazing writer.
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Thanks for the kind reblog.
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A needed reblogged and you are welcome Megha.
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Lovely .you r very right dwep inside we are all alike
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Thanks Nosheen
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Amazing! Well done!
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Thanks for liking it.Much appreciated.
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Reblogged this on Whisper and the Roar and commented:
Megha Sood
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Thanks so much Christine
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Very, very moving Megha. Beautifully done
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Thanks Christine.Glad you liked it.
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Wonderful sentiments beautifully expressed!
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Thanks so much Aurora. I am an ardent fan of your writings too.
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Thank you 😉
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I was soaking up every word. if only we can look beyond the exterior and the labels, we are all flesh and blood, no one better than the other except for the humanity we bring to anther’s life. you write from the heart, very beautiful
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Thanks so much for such lovely words.Means a lot to me.
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excellent poem Megha, excellent sentiment.
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Thanks Stephen. Glad you liked it.A much needed uderstanding needed in tody’s trying times.
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So wise! We need to be reminded of this more often! Beautiful! Loved your line – the same God we worship, holding books with different verses. I really loved that line. So profound and so often unseen.
Chuck
xoxo
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So happy you loved it Chuck.I really loved that specific line too given the religion has been the cause of so many problems.
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Yes, so true. More people over human history have died fighting wars in the name of God! Sadly, religion is viewed like a country club. You can’t get to God if you aren’t a member.
Thanks
xoxo
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If they could only understand that No God of any religion would want you to cause harm to anybody. Its that simple.
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Reblogged this on Megha's World.
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I love the power of the last lines. So much quiet determination came across to me.
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Thanks so muhc Jaya. I loved writing this powerful piece too. It reminds us of the power in humanity and brotherhood.
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Agreed!
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Thanks so much for sharing this.
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My pleasure.Thanks for reading.
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Great poem Megha and thanks for pointing me to the cafe.
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My pleasure
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