Children Of Adam Poem by spiritual seeker

Some are fair and some are darker,
Some live in the cold and some in the hot,
Others in the open dry desert,
While some in the damp thick forest,
But we are all children of Adam.

We see the poor and also the very rich,
The short stature and the very tall,
The sick and the healthy,
The seeing and the blind,
We are all children of Adam.

But claim us good and others are bad,
By whose scale is it?
Be it the position of power,
Or in the eloquence of speech,
but when God created the children of Adam,
for certain there is fairness and wisdom.
It‘s the purity of hearts and deeds that matter,
Not even the colour of eyes or skin,
nor the glitter of diamonds on the chest!