Tolerance

When we are angry at mankind
Or rave at some depravity of mind

When we would curse behaviour
Of a kind

To argue
Rather than to view benign

It is with our own self
We battle wage

When choosing not to understand
Nor to engage

With anger sent
To where
Perhaps
Is needed help

Lest fearful
Reason may just find the time
With tenderness
To enter in our mind

And so it is
Perhaps

From loss of our own face
We are so quick to shout
Of their disgrace

But we should not lose sight
Of our own sins

Though
In different colours dressed
Appear they in

For is not all
Of nature in this life

The good
The bad
Together
Love
And
Strife

As nature
This is how such things will be

So it is not how loud we

Shout
But what we see

And seeing do

To help

To liberate

To free
With tolerance

Not
Shut the gate

That is
How it
Should be

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Egal Bohen