Too long...for reconciliation

Too long I live
for pleasure
and simplicity of relationship
Too long to be recognized
as human
and understand this
too long for a place to fit
ina a place that cannot
accomodate

Light cannot hide
in darkness or
take refuge in
a culture of hate

Pain takes on the color
of rejection in
the world it wants
because faith
is held in contempt
by every hand
but those of light

I am no longer just here
but in another
world
time
place
yet conditioned
to think in caste
terms to live by

I long for reconciliation
one wrong made right
and married to the Righteous