A Finish to Race

by deb y felio

It’s time to

slow down,

to look, to breathe,

there’s enough

for everyone

let go of your greed

dispute, debates

on lives

and whose matter

yours, mine

theirs

still bullets scatter

What if indeed

there’s no

color defined

no box to check

difference

no longer assigned

No color

of race 

no race at all

that demands

a winner

at the cost of a fall

It’s not

a race 

for some to finish

but community

in which

no one is diminished

Slow down

be quiet

to each other listen

and maybe

together

a new day we’ll christen.