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Borders
A piece of creative writing
For a large number of years, the human race has been fighting for borders that separate “our land from theirs’. So many lives have been given to protect and conquer borders, so much blood has been spilt for land. This land has been corrupted by so many wars to the point where the poppies have turned red. The beautiful rose does not want to grow anymore as it knows it will end up burned in this world of hate and suffering.
My creative side believes in simplicity, in the beauty of nature not in financial power and the mimicked happiness it can bring. These borders have brought the worst within humans. I believe that within our lives not only a good Samaritan but also the worst of sinners. Why do we segregate ourselves from others? Why not let a new perspective or a unique mindset teach you something new? It is not only our culture talking but also the way we have been thought and learned to acknowledge certain things in life.
We all want fairness in life but it does not come without equality, life will not offer you more if you look at others and think less of them. As time has passed on, through history new technology has come along but humans have stayed the same, same hate only shown in different ways that are legal, the same level of greed that gives birth to the bloodshed. Every time I think of the poor veterans that have seen…
