This post is in response to Linda’s #1OneLinerWednesday.
As I was walking my dog Skooby today morning, a few lines of a poem was churning in my head. Normally I will sit down at my PC or jot down in my mobile whenever such things happen but I did not have recourse to any one of those today. Can’t rely on old memory too much now a days. By the time I sat on my PC, what remained is just one line of the poem. So before I forget, here is to One Liner Wednesday
Race is the cement,
color of skin sand,
language aggregates,
concrete to nationality steel,
building the dividing wall of religion
keeping us apart
while the river of love
from time immemorial
flows with the color of blood,
RED.