This is my home; this small strip of Earth.
This is my property stretching from
here
Down that pathway to there round
and back
To this spot. It may not seem much,
but
It's all that I've got of this
planet
Where humans divide territory
And mark it with deeds filed away
In some vault.
This is my family. These are my
friends.
These are the people held dear in
my heart.
These are the lessons I've learned
from
Acquaintances, shared expectations
of
Being a part of the larger equation
Whose total is strong.
They are my people. Here I belong.
This is my truth; my heart-felt
belief,
Drawn from experience of all I have
known.
Truth ever-changing, maturing with
time,
Always growing, but never
full-grown.
Dare we conflict with the truth of
another
Whose pathway is just as sure
His truth is right?
Are we combatant?
Do we retreat?
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