Xenophobia Phobia

Xenophobia Phobia

2 October 2017

As I juggle my internal struggle,

Emotion says they’re strange.

Logic says it’s time to change.

It’s hard to predict my inner conflict.

One part gives an unalike sermon,

Another whispers we’re all human.

One idea that I wrestle

Is they’re not people to nestle,

Versus we’re all in the same vessel.

Eternally I grapple internally

With an urge of what I ought

Against all rational thought.

I have notions of conflicting emotions,

Of wishing others ill and harm

Or keeping them safe and warm.

By day and night, myself I fight;

Against impulse to ignore and deny

Hoping my better self comes by.

As I blunder, sometimes I wonder

If it’s innate, this instinct to hate

Or if I can overcome that trait.

Decision Vision

Decision Vision
8 March 2015

My logical side says,
“Something needs to be done.”
My emotional side says,
“Let’s have some fun.”
The internal struggle
Of trying to juggle
And give a little to both,
Makes me swear an oath.
In the end I choose
What I can best use
To strike pay-dirt
From of my effort.