It's a split
humanity every so often repetitively prides in it
“isms”, national pride, color pride, whatever it's a periodic splinter.
Whenever there is abundance
societal tendency indulges in higher virtue,
Then it splits, the kindred as in “kind” lack testosterone
so starts public discourse.
Some job losses, redistribution of wealth
realigns all good intent inwards.
It only heals when suffering is collective
overbearing that each splinter screams.
Convened (as in Geneva the narrative was Genevieve~d) once