In honor of the day:

Mankind: such a beautiful word!
Reverse the syllables.
The meaning is clear.
If every man was a kind man
Unlimited change would appear.

Yet inflamed by fear,
Ashamed we hide.
We dwell on difference in color and creed.
We build walls without doors,
Make rules we can’t bend,
Draw lines we can’t cross
When if we would blend
We’d find the companionship each of us needs.

Alone we hide behind our walls,
Reside within our boundary lines.
Until our make-shift rules collapse
We remain only man
Instead of mankind.

• I live in the black box
• And though in flying I crash and burn
• The story of my journey awaits
• when you open the box at my return.
• I have bounced back, remained intact.

• I live in the black box
• The shelter that held me, scattered in shreds
• The wind that guided me
• Has vanished, is dead
• I have survived, remained alive.

I live in the black box.