We are different.
Stride not the same.
But we all walk one path.
In this tired-driven game.
We mingle as one.
Yet none are of two.
We are humanity.
Existing as I, them, and you.
Grow up differently.
All born in not one house.
Some have two parents,
One, none, or a spouse.
Learning some teachings.
Go to various schools.
Live in different states.
Follow the same rules.
My point may be mistaken.
Don't let me cause confusion.
So, I'll put this in simple terms.
You might find it amusing.
With many minds, voices, and dreams.
We are not the same people.
But with two eyes, ears, a mouth, and nose,
We were created equal...
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Darkness Within Light
PoesíaA book of Poetry. A time in my life where nothing made sense and the only thing, I had to speak my truth was my keyboard or my pencil. These poems are all written as a piece of me. I'm sharing these with you. Read them at your own risk. This is when...
