Lines of separation, they begin at the skin

Separate, and we cannot go within

Thought lines create further division

Greatly narrowing our vision

Lines of separation, none in air or space

They are unique to the human race

As divisions begin to multiply

Peace will in short supply

Lines of separation, they’re easy to create

Etched into our core, we no longer relate

The mind’s the pen, the ego is the ink

What’s written, drives what we think

Lines of separation, source of enmity

As each seeks to assert an identity

The heart has no preference for left or right

As it works tirelessly to keep us upright