<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=440657" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Our Hearts and Minds Wont Let Us</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The chirping of the birds are there.<br>Flying in and out of trees, <br>Where they make their nests.<br>As a welcoming of squirrels, <br>Gather with an assortment of insects.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And they seem to accept this as home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The grass and the flowers bloom, <br>From the ground.<br>And nature at 'her' best...<br>Is observed all around.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Providing them a home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Animals we learn to call by different names...<br>Seem to enjoy roaming freely, <br>In simplistic settings.<br>Sharing with few boundaries claimed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And being there, <br>At home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do we as human beings feel out of place? <br>Rejecting a diversity, <br>That challenges nature's grace? <br>Do we seek a progress, <br>That erases to eliminate...<br>A naturalness that comes with change.<br>With attempts we make to remain the same? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To settle on patches of dirt...<br>And branding what belongs to us! <br>To chase away trespassers...<br>Who come with aims to make their gains.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unable to accept who we are...<br>In the hopes to find a cure, <br>For our insecurities endured! <br>In a stagnant advancement.<br>Procured to suffer our own rejection.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there is no place to call home...<br>Where peace is released! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In conflict with what is presented.<br>Done without our consent.<br>Although researched with documents! <br>With wishes to perfect...<br>What is witnessed.<br>And yet we expect...<br>Our desires not to be denied! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We try to find rest! <br>But our hearts and minds, <br>Wont let us...<br>Be free to just be! <br>Or digest a united purpose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And feel, <br>Inside of us...<br>A home already given.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=440657" data-title="Our Hearts and Minds Wont Let Us de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="The chirping of the birds are there. Flying in and out of trees, Where they make their nests. As a welcoming of squirrels, Gather with an assortment of insects. And they seem to accept this as home. The grass and the flowers bloom, From the g..."></div> </div> </div>

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