Passing over the clouds so high
I begin to realize
There are no walls or borders seen
Whatever you see is just blue, yellow or green
I fail to understand why people fight
Over borders created by their own lack of sight
When the small atom or the universe
Don’t have borders as a curse
Then why in all intermediate things
We put up partitions between neighbours???
-- Sergeant
Epilogue: Written while flying over Europe on my return trip from Boston on 21 July 2002
Thursday, November 13, 2008
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