The Divide of Prejudice

 

We were young and adventurous

curious about the world and ourselves

Our friendship had been forbidden

as we came from different religions

 

He was catholic and I was not

bigotry had seized upon our young souls

One day he took me to his church

where I glimpsed its interior and splendour

We dared not speak of this exploit

 

We always met some distance from where we lived

to avoid prying eyes which lay hidden behind net curtains

Once together we spoke avidly of our day

of school, lessons, teachers and the like

 

I took him him to my church in a large graveyard

he was afraid to go inside as he said it was a sin

I felt sad for him and myself at such fear and 

prejudice, generated by adults

After all they were places of welcome

 

Behind the church was a high wall which we scaled

to fall together amongst overgrown weeds

There we rummaged in each others clothing

exploring another and sinful pleasure

 

To my amazement I discovered that we were different

closer inspection revealed something new as we were not quite the same

Perhaps our religions had made them this way to keep us apart.

we were quite bemused by our discovery