Divided We All Crash

Borders are nothing but lines you can’t see.
One day they were just made to be.
Preventing those we do not wish to know,
From venturing to this place we call home.
But why can we live here while they cannot?
Cause they were not born here is the call full of rot.
For what does it matter where a person was birthed?
After all none of us are the generation that came first.
We are descendants of descendants down so many times.
So why we do maintain these out of date lines?
Cause we have a lot while they have so little.
Then we should aid and welcome them rather than be brittle.
That would strengthen our bonds and help us to climb.
Not descend us into madness with war on our mind.
For protection is aggression to they who are not you.
I’m so sick and tired of watching this out of date view.
In a world where globalisation is a constant,
Can’t we forget our borders, nations and aid all who want it.