Wild weed

I wrote this after the religious clashes in Nigeria. I just don't understand why we won't tolerate each other and respect each other's opinions and ideology!




Penny against another:

Thunder, as when the clouds toss;

And feather against feather:

A thousand fold a quake’s force.

You are water and I- oil.

Am a wild weed to smother:

Dark, you call my path- I, coarse.

So in blind rage you gather

Knife and spear to cause loss

For you think AM all of US.

Slay me then, Brother

Because you chant “Cross!”

And I mouth “Crescent.”