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Dec 2010
We all live, we are all the same,
We are different, we are human.

We all feel, we all hurt, cry, love...
So tell me, why do we hate?
Hate each other and our differences?

We are unique, we are one.
We are separate, we are equal.
We are men, we are women, and children.

We are black, white, Asian, or European,
Perhaps American, or even something else.

I am me, and you are you.
A sister is a sister, a brother a brother.
A parent is a parent, for life.

You don't have to like it,
but that's the way it is.

We all have each other, but we also have nobody.
We have everything, and nothing.

Tell me, do you see the fragility of it all?

We have dreams, we have hopes,
and wishes.
We despair and we  mourn,
though sometimes, we rejoice.

Can you understand how lucky we are?

We all feel emotions, and we're all equals.

We're simply human,
nothing more, and nothing less.

So then tell me, why all the fuss?
Copyright 2010 - 2011 by Lizzie P.

Written 12/11/2010
Revised 1/22/2011
Lizzie P
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Lizzie P
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