Shouldn't we appreciate
The lines on ones face
Can't we just accept
This is The human race
The beauty of
The colour of one's skin
Gradually we realise
Its accepting to not win
What a race we are
Throwing darts at each other
Disheartening this is
When love is bred from thy Mother
We are angry, Fighting, why,
We are all human beings
It is mind blowing to see.
.The disrespect of others
Its un human and it will be seen
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March,2021
Lyn Paul
Thats what i keep saying all the time. One love, one earth, one destiny, death.
I'm alone but not lonely... appreciated... this one too!
Our nature is to hate, our destination to love. Marvelous poem!
Nicely penned Lyn, the human race is very un human at times. More so in the political arena. A good 5*
What a race we are Throwing darts at each other.....so true!
Wow bravo well said, this is one of your very best, crafted in a brill meaningful inspiring to compassion with pearls of wisdom indeed. Kudos the world ought to heed this.
So much more becomes possible when we think with our hearts. A wonderful poem!
We must humble ourselves to a greater power and free ourselves of ego. No small feat, since we have different gods and beliefs. So then tolerance is the only key to unlock the conundrum!
A humanizing and frustrating write! Can man and woman ever truly live in harmony with one another? I believe we first must learn to respect and cherish nature and the earth and truly understand our place in this world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I had better appreciate the lines on my own face... I keep getting more and more of them all the time!