To Us Poem by Anisha Nyambe

us ugly creatures envy the elves
us, the unfortunate, want a start.
us smart livers connect the stars
us low lifers feel ourselves to be rather high
us not pretty marvel at the rain
us who struggle crave for pain
us underrated leave behind a mark
us abandoned belong in the dark
us the talented are dull and poor
us the wise are never sure
us the loyal lie to earn other's trust
us the meek do as we may and not as we must
us the tearful shed tears of moonstone
us the broken long to fade away
us the forgotten assume we want to stay
us the unique are different in every same way.