Wild Irish rose

War a man made devise  
Depending wich side if tyrant or merciful
Hate a onslaught emotion caused by differences
Something the world cant look pass
If the world knew what i know it could be different
Ive been to many continents
Seen many different creed religions races
No one is left out of the pain
You dont know the burdens of others til you clear your mind set
Lies are a sign of hate they are a way to guile a belief
Some are small some are catastrophic but all damage in the end
We all want to be loved we all want exceptance but we cling to what is told
God gave you a heart to feel whats around you
A mind to decipher the difference in real and fake
No matter which deities you follow
Muslim Buddhist christian aethist we all follow a principal to better our selves
Why do we nit pick the difference to hate one another
Your skin doesnt reflect your heart that you present yourself stop judging such trivial matters we all have a role you want something done you must learn to rely on others
Not an easy task for me eithe though mine is my inability to except hel because im use to being the working hand and alone
We need to quit following the hearts of old and learn from the children quit teaching such disgust
You can put a hundred toddlers in one room spot the strong at hearts become dominant they know compassion we let die
They dont hate your difference they become curious
Thats how love grows  
We must all learn to grow like a wild irish rose