Below the Surface


His childhood buried a darkness that can be forgiven one day

Her first love controlled with bitter anger creating angels

Both sisters were afraid to go to bed but still call him father

Two brothers fled at the first chance yet broke the cycle

They lost both their sons to war while believing in the cause

On every inch of our planet you will find life

In every extreme with pain and suffering abounding

There is no black or white or purple or green

There is only pain and hope and sadness and joy

If you look inside just below the surface of wounds

You will find we are all the same

We are all different

Yet… we are all the same


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