When we label ourselves we often limit ourselves,
I am this, not that, I'm from here, not there,
I'm one of us, not them..
That's how we limit ourselves.
You see we live in a world,
Where for generations we've been separating.
Individuation, division within nations,
The vision for one nation has been blinded.
Now when people associate something with one race,
If someone else does it they call it appropriation.
Cultural appropriation to be exact,
Basically, if you’re not this then you can't do that.
But from a distance, however not so distant,
There really isn't much that makes us different.
2 eyes, 1 nose, 2 ears, 10 toes, 2 legs, 2 arms, 1 head... 1 heart...
We have more in common than what sets us apart.
The human race, is the only race, and it's all of ours.
If we all saw each of us under X-Ray conditions,
We'd soon see we're all more alike than we are different.
There’d be no need for titles or segregation,
We'd all be united as if just one nation.
- Author: Mr Taylar (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 23rd, 2019 04:13
- Comment from author about the poem: It Is What It Is
- Category: Sociopolitical
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