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​I see you.
Assess your surface.
Sometimes finding
you are a mirror.
The closer I look
at you, the more
I see myself clearer.
And there are
imperfections
in various parts
of my veneer.
That cause you not
to look deeper,
decide there’s nothing here.
There, I am reduced
by the prejudgments
behind your eyes.
I hear the echoes
of your thoughts,
but they’re
coming from within,
I realize.
I too
made up my mind
from superficialities,
from what’s on
the surface.
Having missed
the opportunity
to delve deeper
toward
what you’re like
on the inside.
Find out where we have
a common purpose.
So, I bare my neck,
and hand you the sword,
though the disappointment
of another facade
I feel I can ill afford.
Yet I can no longer 
stand this widening
gap.
The choice to change
rests in my lap.
And I can talk about,
the need, the urgency,
to do something about
all the violence,
or I can take action
beginning with me
making a
single
act
of kindness.
~
M. Zane McClellan
~
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The Daily Post Prompt: Surface

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