All The Roses Red Poem by Jim Yerman

All The Roses Red



I wonder if prejudice governed nature...
how soon before all the roses would be red?
Before all rivers looked the same
and flowed over identical riverbeds?

Before every tree in the forest
looked like every other tree
And every bird that soars the skies
sang matching melodies.

I imagine Earth's wonderfully diverse landscape
would be totally redefined...
If we allowed prejudice to govern nature...
the way it governs humankind?

Monday, January 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: acceptance,prejudice
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Barry Middleton 16 January 2017

Profound thoughts! I love Van Gogh's painting of one white iris among a field of purple ones.

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