What's Missing Poem by Patti Masterman
What's Missing
We're all kith and kin on this over crowded world
The same tribe and mother as the DNA's uncurled
We all bleed blood when our body gets scratched
All came from the womb and none of us were hatched
We all need compassion like we need air or water
As soon as we come from the hands of the potter
You'd think it'd be as common as clouds, rain or clover
Yet it's the thing found missing, the whole world over.
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4/25/2024 2:42:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I like it (: I think that it has a pretty good meaning to it. Hope you write more (=