Sometimes I Wonder...

Sometimes i wonder,

What really is the point

In making others feel welcome,

When you really aren't, either.

Sometimes i ponder,

Why we humans

Love to exclude others out,

And ignore people we dislike.

Sometimes I just sit there and think,

Why we humans hate others

Purely on race, religion, or ethnicity.

We can't help being born the way we are.

So why do we hate?

Is it to fit in, 

With the social norms of life?

Or do we criticise others

For pure, disgusting, fun?

Sometimes I wonder,

What is the point of making humans look so good,

When in reality, we're not only fooling others,

But we're also fooling ourselves.

Tricking us into believing

That such good people still exist in the world today.

That we in society,

Should aspire to be one of them.

Because in reality,

Nobody is as good as they seem.

Everybody has some deep hatred for others,

No peace will ever be reconciled.

Because in reality,

The good in of all us humans,

Have died out a long time ago.

We would have no war, would we?

If we were all as good as we make ourselves to be,

There would be no racial wars,

Or atomic bombs made to kill humans,

Terrorist attacks would never have been a commonly used word.

Our history books would never have

The slave labour, the Afghan War,

We never would have even dreamed of all this,

All that's surrounding us today and in the media,

A reality.

We would have been repelled against 

This sort of behaviour,

There would never have been

'Lower class', 'Middle class' and 'Upper class'

In all of history.

We would all have had the same

Level of education, everyone

Great jobs and nobody in poverty, and everyone living 

A picture perfect lifestyle.

And yet we wonder why

This world has come to this.

With wars happening right now,

Third world countries and people in poverty.

Our reality, our world, is in a mess.

We have dug too deep a hole,

For reconciliation with cultures,

To ever happen. 

This is our world now.