The Motorcading Of Pandas

The World is swirling in conflict.
People are observed,
Protesting against the dwindling absence...
Of images fictioned.
Made to delude,
They are being replaced by immigrants.
Especially the ones,
Denied entrance.
If they happen to worship,
Idols that symbolize...
A different religious affiliation.
In a place claimed to welcome all.
Regardless of their ethnic persuasions.

Today?
So much has changed.
Between nations.
And what was once a respect shown,
To human beings known and unknown.
That the reality and truth of diplomacy,
Has been more of the image of it given.
Whether or not to uphold to feel it believed.

Today in the year of 2023.
Pandas are given,
An 'heroic' motorcade.
Through the streets of Washington, DC.
To board a flight from the United States.
Back to their homeland in China.
As a showing that proves,
Relationships between two countries.
Not always in agreement,
Of what each other do.
But no one can say,
Which country goes out of their way.
To display it portrayed,
How a democracy is and can be effective.
When applied to all.
No matter what color the skin.
Assumed religious preference.
Or ancestral heritage.
Appearance or political affiliation.

Everyone and everything.
Including humans.
Should be given without thought.
Or judgement to quickly pass.
Done to know respect to give,
Should first be prioritized.
Without scrutiny or be humiliated.
Because they happen to have been...
Born.
With features similar in appearance to bears.
Yet unable to go about their business.
To discover them together to be pandas.

'What an 'unbearable' day for them,
This day must have been.
To believe they would be,
Accepted for who they are.
Knowing...
Equality for them is a no-no!'

'Why are you crying??'

'What will it take.
And, when will that day come.
When we all can get along?'

'Good question.
But that?
Nobody knows.'

'Nobody knows the troubles I've seen.
Nobody knows my...'

'Shut up with that!
Just wave the flag with a giving them,
A proper send off.
That's it.
Nothing else.'