Poetry by Adam Brown → Art by Alina Kopeikina
My poetry is my gospel, I preach it wherever I travel
Mysteries of the universe are what I hope to unravel
with my words through deep contemplation
I write, therefore I am part of the deepest sensation
Ink spills from my pen like water from a fountain
gushing and thrusting, my words erode the mountain
of self doubt and my innermost flaws
reversing gravity, I’m breaking all of the laws
of physics when I rant and I rhyme
take a minute to listen if you so have the time
I will carry you through the depths of space
and bring you one step closer to the face
of God when I relate to you my thoughts
I will loosen your mind and your emotional knots
read me or listen to me, whichever you prefer
Know that you will not leave empty handed that is for sure.
Why do we let borders define our loyalties?
Borders decided by ancient, unjustified wars
dictate how we feel about fellow human beings
Why do we allow ourselves to be swept into this
Political maelstrom of ignorance and indifference?
Our fellow brothers and sisters of all nations deserve respect
We call people who cross a part of land an “Immigrant.”
Immigrant of what? Some invisible line decided by
people who are long dead and no longer relevant?
Those people are dead, but the starving, sometimes
war-torn people coming for aid are real.
They are here now, people of the past are not.
Can we really turn them away and maintain a
Who are we to judge people based on geography
Borders maintained with guns and bombs
What are we so afraid of?
Are we afraid of holding hands with fellow human
beings in solidarity?
Holding hands for peace?
Destroy all borders and let them become
as irrelevant as the wars which once decided them
There are no borders with love
No human being is illegal
One people, one heart, one love.