Your People

21 Dec

Your People

Anything of any worth in this life must be earned

Loyalty takes hard work as far as I am concerned

Yet many people pledge allegiance with no thought at all

No effort and no sacrifice, no passion and no gall

They simply look at their skin colour, see it’s white or black

And say others of the same hue are free from their attack

They label other people who were born under same flag

As fellow patriots with which to cheer and boast and brag

And those who are the same religion, that’s their people too

Confederates united AGAINST those who hate what’s “true”

They call them “My people” but never ponder what it took

To form that weak alliance, which is why so many shook

And faltered, crumbled to the ground over a little spat

Easy bonds that took no work can crumble just from chat

The truth is that “Your People” are just egos wrapped in same

Exterior of skin or flag or religion or game

The link is formed through shallow means of what the eyes could see

And when the topics go deeper, all that camaraderie

Quickly crumbles in the face of tempers that do flare

“You’re not the same at all!” they think as they become aware

A small iota of work’s done and quickly those allies

Are now betrayers who deceived with a shallow disguise

If anyone’s to blame for being fooled, I’d say it’s those

Who offered instant loyalty and never did suppose

That someone with the same skin may not hold the same ethics

That honour and integrity’s not something that’s ethnic

That empathy’s not exclusive to one theology

And all “Your People” quickly turn into “Your Enemy”

When time is spent and effort made to find out what’s beneath

The matching shell, familiar husk,  the carbon copy sheath

                                                     ~Miro

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4 Responses to “Your People”

  1. Sue Dreamwalker December 21, 2014 at 1:27 pm #

    Each like to put labels upon themselves.. It matters not as I told someone who made it known to me he knew the present US president .. I said it matters not to me whom you rub shoulders with.. It only matters at the end of the day what is held within your heart. I got no reply! 🙂

    • Miro December 21, 2014 at 5:40 pm #

      That’s quite an accomplishment, knowing a president! At least I’m sure it was in his mind. I’d love to ask him, “Does this president respect you? Does he admire you? Did you in any way inspire him to be the hard worker that he is?” 😉

      • Sue Dreamwalker December 22, 2014 at 9:54 am #

        Yes… Good points Miro.. The person in question I feel ‘But then that is me making a judgement’ 😉 Lol thinks himself to be quite knowledgeable and superior.. When he butted into a comment I had left on someone else’s post I think he was quite taken aback to see the comment I left him.. so he pulled rank.. thinking it would impress.. It did the opposite. :-D….. He doesn’t know what being a Warrior is 🙂

        Wishing you a great day and wonderful Christmas Miro..
        Blessings your way to you and yours.
        Sue

  2. Danny Williams December 22, 2014 at 7:43 am #

    Nice piece.
    I wonder, in your case, is this learned or experienced?

    I ask as I fully agree with the sentiment within, and my agreement comes from being lucky enough to have experienced this from the positive side. I feel I have found my place in this world within a group of people I feel honoured to be able to say are my friends.

    I wrote a poem (of sorts) in June last year that comes from a similar place to the above… I hope you don’t mind if I place a link here…

    https://thecolourofmymind.wordpress.com/2013/06/19/the-source-of-true-friendship/

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