Sharing

It's strange,
because he said to them,
"Share this love
that you have been given
with every person 
of every type 
in all of the world."

For some reason,
to them that meant
to only share it with people
who already had it.
To turn away that love,
from any person 
who they deemed 
not good enough. 
To instead of reaching out
to give that love to others,
to instead
hold it in their hands
and glare at the people
who need it more.

They act like two year olds.
They don't listen,
they think 
the world revolves around them
and they don't share.

I can't wait 
until they grow up,
and learn to share.

Romans 2:3
Colossians 3:12-15

This poem is about: 
Me

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