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                        The oneness of the human race

                    Might look that way from outer space

                    But as for us, here on ground

                    Unity is scarcely found.

                    Different nations, sexes, races

                    Religions born in disparate places

                    Politicians - left and right

                    Perceive the world as day and night.

                    Is this stigma core to nature?

                    To split the world with nomenclature

                    Diversity, the human prism

                    Its light obscured through endless schism.

                    Perhaps one day the time will come

                    When from the parts we’ll find the sum

                    Then blinded eyes reborn with vision

                                                           Will lead unity to trump division.  

                                                                                                                     ©   James P. West, 2010

Jim West (last row-center right) with Iranian Baha'i delegation in India. Lotus shaped Baha'i House of Worship in the background.
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