Classic Poem

How many years
A city, a country, a people sliced in two
Look back
Upon a simpler time
When brother met brother
Sisters court with sons
Mothers made of daughters
Fathers to us all
Look back
Before the barbed wire
And the guns...
Before the swords
Arrows, spears...
Before clubs made of wood...
Or jagged rocks...

Before...?

Who are we
That thrive in isolation
Nations divided by walls
Men divided by choice.


(Previously published in Ygdrasil, Nov.1999)