From the waters of Washington
Once steeping into States
The flag hoisted on the ship changes
As the waters change.
No mark, No fence, No boundary
Yet unconscious external walling by humans
And walling ever prevails
Between rich and poor
High and low
Fair and dark
Men and women
Caste and creed
Language and culture
Nationality and status
Everything has its distinct colour, shape, taste, norm
And never one homogeneous whole.
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