When we are young,
we play with our friends
no matter what colour,
creed or religion they are.
Why is then when some grow up
does that status change
and people start to diagnosis
who their friends are?
Why?
It’s a question I often ponder on
when I see the abuse around me.
5 January 2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good question David..I often wonder about the same issue....