Undone

I am undone by I.
The I of ideology
that pits itself against the other.
Believing it is better
More ~~white~~ right

I am exhausted by C.
The C of certainty
upon which wars are waged
and walls are built.

I am constrained by E.
The E of empire –
founded by Constantine rather than Christ –
enforcing doctrine, throwing stones and celebrating conformity.

How can we resolve our difference when difference is the benchmark upon which you decide that you are better than me?

I am liberated by W.
The W of wonder
discovered in the place where the forgotten and discarded share the poetry of their lives.