It Comes To This Poem by Dean Meredith

It Comes To This



I am the white man
The pink man, the black man
The yellow man, the green man
The red man, the brown man
I am the woman
Who wants the man
And no man
And women of colours
More than the man
Clear and cream
Like him inside
Them and me
If only me
A man, a woman
Myself in her
And her in me
With all our colours
And all our nothings
No man, no woman
No in-between
Just beings, imperfect
Flawed and beauty
Humans being
Just being

Sunday, August 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: humanity
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