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We Are One World, One People

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  • Chris G. Vaillancourt+
    We Are One World, One People  Around and around the blood flows warmly through the veins. Beating heart sustains the body and the body holds the
    Message 1 of 2 , Sep 8, 2010
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      We Are One World, One People 


      Around and around the blood flows warmly 

      through the veins. Beating heart sustains 

      the body and the body holds the soul. 

        

      We were discussing the ways and means 

      of uniting every breath. Recycling the 

      memories that permeate like daggers 

      through every shade of perspective. 

        

      We are one world, one people. 

        

      One voice of gladness and misery 

      jostling the ozone with our shared 

      journies that we are walking. 

        

      A faceless distance that together 

      we are hoping to avoid. We are one 

      beating mind seeking the 

      jumble of God. 

        

      Clear it up for us, Lord. 

      Teach us again how we 

      have fallen away from the 

      words of Your Son. 

        

      We are one world, one people. 

        

      One magic circle of completeness, 

      of open spaces crowded by 

      impersonal cities. Hands raised 

      in begging mode, eyes averted 

      to avoid the world we have made. 

        

      Find us, Lord. Bring us back to 

      those ideal scenes of the garden 

      you wanted us to share. 

        

      We burnt the trees and ate 

      the plants. Killed the animals 

      and one another. Jumped the fence 

      and played at creation. Endless 

      wasted seconds we cannot be 

      bothered to admit. 

        

      We are one world, one people. 

        

      A tribe with many languages, a 

      group of many heartaches. 

        

      Each hand reaching up is our own. 

      Each rip that we do a tear in 

      all of our gardens. 

        

      Individual family members 

      meeting only on social occasions. 

        

      Pretense and discipline two extremes 

      that we are all manufacturing. 

        

      We are one world, one people. 

        

      One hopeless mess of redundant underwear 

      covering the sexual organs of our illustrations. 



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      Chris G. Vaillancourt+

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