How hard can be a way Of peace and tolerance How come I see every day People, who take every chance To find a reason to discriminate Colour, religion or gender Why does it have to be so much hate Why can't we treat each other tender People so narrow-minded Continuing to stir up trouble Throughout their hatred they've been blinded Here we stand in front of rubble Let's pick up the pieces and built up a society based on equality
This poem is meant to be a plea. A plea to everyone to try contributing to a society, where people can be equal. To go out and start making a difference. Everyone can contribute. I really hope that one day we can look over the boundaries such as religion, coulour, *** or ****** orientation and treat each other the way everyone deserves to be treated.
A Hundred years is nothing to an oak. A Thousand to a mountain is a joke. A Million to a solar system just exceeds its birth. And we expect to make a difference in roughly eighty years on Earth? PwL 5/5/15