Why were these Borders made

The same in grief,the same in joy

We all are different but the same in trade

when we have such many things in common

then why were these borders made

Same are the seasons and same is the wind

the sun is the same and so is the shade

when nature itself has no reason to divide

then why were these borders made

I travelled places and explored cultures

heard all that the people said

but still i could not find my answer

that why were these borders made

Culminating all the facts and my experience

and inspite of everything i ever read

the question still lingers around in my mind

that why were these borders made

We may be different at our tables

but the aim is same for rice and bread

different in colors,different in cultures

but is it reason enough to spill our brother's blood

Take a step, think not of distance

think not of height, think not of depth

though the way looks weary, long and tough

but even the longest journeys begin with a single step