Merging Cultures

By: Scott Wolfe

What happens when two cultures meet

Does one have to overcome?

Forcing the other to bow at their feet

Do the battles begin?

Or will it be a friendship that may never end

Is it the difference that makes the choice?

Or are the leaders scared to hear from another voice

What is the deciding factor? 

Is it something we could change?

Or do we fight for things that don’t really matter

These are questions that has been asked for centuries

And yet the battle rages on over land and seas

If you were to put yourself in another mans shoes

Could you really see his point?

Could you really see his view?

With an open mind and a kind heart

that could pull this world closer together

Instead of tearing it apart

I know there is true evil that lurks all around

That needs to be cast upon

And put into the ground

But selling weapons to people we think are right

Only to have the other side sell to our friends foe

In response to our plight

 Doesn’t make sense to me

How can this be a means to an end?

This only enables us to sell the weapons over and over again

Why would a poor country even want to fight?

When they cant even feed their people

It just doesn’t seem right

I am not a pacifist 

I will fight for what I believe

But only if a man threatens me,

My family, friends, or country

But to fight for greed, power or a strip of land

Should be settle by the voice

And not by the power of the man

This is my opinion of both sides

If you decide to work together

Only then can you truly save lives

I don’t claim to know what the answer is

But I sure wish I did

Because the road we are on 

I believe will only lead to an abyss

I wish there was a dialect

One that everyone could understand

Leave us alone

And we will lend you a hand

Not one with a cloak and dagger

Poised on both sides

But with the idea that all men and women are created equal with the sole purpose of bettering lives

Could our world really reach this plateau?

It would be great

But unfortunately

We may never know

Note from the author
 
The right path may be a mystery

But to our kids and our kids kids

I hope and pray

War and famine becomes a thing of history

And there it will stay