One sky.
One earth.
One sun.
One moon.
One birth.
One death.
One race(Human)
one anatomy.
One religion(kindness) .
One creator.
Sheets of hatred,
we weave and cover,
make us diffrent
from each other.
Deeply ingrained
in our cognition,
must be jettisoned
for our happy union.
Today or tomorrow
it should happen,
else, sure is our
unhappy decimation.
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