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They say love is varied and comes in many forms I have tasted it’s sweetness and survived it’s dreadful storms Aloof and lost in a world of sin What is it that that connects us and makes us kin? Could it be that we all have a story to tell? Or that we’re all descendents of those whom first fell? When I think of Adam and Eve who fell from grace Who brought about suffering and pain in their disobedience, to the human race What thoughts she must have had before that knowing bite? What thoughts he must have had before joining the tide? What do we do that defines us a people? If only we realized we’re all totally equal… All of us crazy to the very core Trying to hide the shades that make us roar We are but human, one and all Yet we brand people based on their position Just adding to the black and white addition… Why can’t we love each other is it that hard? What makes you treat the next person like something you can discard? Is it me or has the world gone mad? I’d take anything over this hell and be glad
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May 30, 2014
May 30, 2014 at 2:32 AM UTC
We are but Human
They say love is varied and comes in many forms I have tasted it’s sweetness and survived it’s dreadful storms Aloof and lost in a world of sin What is it that that connects us and makes us kin? Could it be that we all have a story to tell? Or that we’re all descendents of those whom first fell? When I think of Adam and Eve who fell from grace Who brought about suffering and pain in their disobedience, to the human race What thoughts she must have had before that knowing bite? What thoughts he must have had before joining the tide? What do we do that defines us a people? If only we realized we’re all totally equal… All of us crazy to the very core Trying to hide the shades that make us roar We are but human, one and all Yet we brand people based on their position Just adding to the black and white addition… Why can’t we love each other is it that hard? What makes you treat the next person like something you can discard? Is it me or has the world gone mad? I’d take anything over this hell and be glad
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tasneem-moosa
26/F/South African
May 30, 2014
May 30, 2014 at 2:32 AM UTC
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