I recently had a conversation,
With a friend of mine,
And I’m not sure how it started,
But it led to a conversation,
About what life would be like,
If we were all the same.

There’d be no creativity,
Imagination,
Difference,
We’d be clones,
Still living in primate times.

But if you think about it,
It’s kind of what communism is,
A society where everyone is equal,
Where everyone is the same.

Imagine living like that,
Like you aren’t special,
When in reality,
You are.

You are unique,
You are different,
You are you,
And never stop.