If the world were a quilt
And I were the sewer
I wouldn’t put the colors together
I would mix them and mingle them
So they would learn to get along
And not clash
I would sew it with thread
Of many colors, never in the same pattern
And I would work on it on odd nights
When I was feeling creative
And when I could sit on the porch
And watch the sun go down
As the children play in the yard
Catching critters and sucking popsickles
Then as the men set off fireworks
I would sit in my rocking chair
And sew sew sew as the little glitter shimmers
Filled the warm summer sky
And as the children went to bed
I would tuck them in with their new quilt
Sit by their bedside and tell them the story
All the patches of different patters and colors
Represent the differences in the world
And how they should fit together
Brown for Africans
Flowered and green for summer
Red for love
Black for war
Yellow for peace
Blue for sadness
Orange for happiness
And rainbow for you and me
And then I would tell them
The world is a bitter place
But if you wear this quilt and remember this story
Then you may make a change
Love your neighbor as youself
And respect them no matter what color
Because if the colors didn’t go together
Then we wouldn’t have rainbows
And never fight
Let peace and love rule your life
For the world would be a much better place
So when you get older and have time on your hands
Make a quilt of your own
With different colors and strange patterns
Give it to your children and tell them the story
So they too
Will change the world
And live in color,
The way the world would be
If it were a quilt
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem