A guitar is a guitar -
but add the beat of a drum;
the tremble of a base,
and the emotions that emanate from a violin,
diversity, is a beautiful symphony.
It plays
the tune of your endeavors,
sings the song of my struggles,
and together harmonizes, for us,
a common success.
and if ever you hear the sound
of racism and inequality;
play for me this
very tune,
for this tune will be for
our tired-unchanging world,
a melody of
equal opportunity.
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