What Does It Take

What Does It Take

Once upon a time,
without reason or rhyme,
people would sit and discuss,
no arguments, no fuss.

But then something changed,
like the world rearranged,
opinions turned into knives,
everyone fighting for their lives.

Now instead of conversation,
there’s outright hate—no illumination,
every word a loaded gun,
no one listening to anyone.

So what does it take
to come back to that place,
where sharing a vision or view
isn’t a crime for walking through?

I don’t understand why it’s this way,
maybe we forgot how to pray—
forgot that truth is not a win,
it’s what lets the light back in.