Large Bowl Of Fruits - Poem by Vera Sidhwa
One orange fruit, two red ones, three yellow fruits,
And three light yellow ones placed in the roundness of a bowl.
If they were the ethnicities of our round shaped world,
Would they stay that close in their vicinity,
Considering their varied skin colors?
They have no problem in their bowl. But we with our varied
Colors do have problems on our spinng ball.
And I thought we were smarter than the many colored fruits.
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