The only difference

humanity is aching,

The world around us

is falling down

hope is crumbling

humanity is stumbling

and amongst the herd 

there is a rumbling

In the belly of the nation

there is a craving

for something different 

than the usual horse s**t we are so often 

force fed

Where, not just when, will we be 

when it finally ends?

Why is it so hard to just be friends

When our struggles are one and the same.

The only thing that makes me different than you 

is my name and the space that exists

between these sentences.

I'd like to believe that one day we'll figure it out

mend these fences.

Come back together, 

sit at the same table

share a drink

a smoke

a laugh or two

So tell me friend, what is it that troubles you

about me,

or him

or her,

or them?