All the hatred, negativity, racism, greed, lies and false promises are like quicksand. The hatred and anger are contagious. The demons’ snake-like arms reach up to us from the pit and threaten to pull us in. With evil grins on their dark faces, they beckon us. The temptation is strong because of their numbers and their promises of safety among them.
“Safety from what?” I ask myself. “The only ‘safety’ I have is in standing here on the edge with these few, praying for the strength to resist.”
Then I hear voices in the distance....a great many voices.... coming nearer and nearer. Others are coming. Looking across the abyss, I see more coming from afar... from other lands... to this place where we must come together.
They are multitude, carrying rocks, stones and strong, thick logs. My heart responds with joy. We are the bridge builders. Together we will build a bridge strong enough to withstand any force; high enough to be beyond the reach of those in the abyss; wide enough so there is room for all to cross and become united.
“Yes! We are building a bridge”, I sing happily to myself as we work side by side and together, place another rock.
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