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One’s different opinion
Contributed by
Naijerana
on
Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 02:34:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
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The mountains of the past
Rice honerly above the ground
While the lower grounds
Are of more
And the mountains have honour
It is just like it whit man
Does who are high
Are filled with honour
And do as they wish
While does who are lower
Must do what the higher wish
So it goes in family’s, work
And on the street’s
But why, why must the lower ones
Do as higher one wishes
While all lives are the same
And all lives have the same value
And all live have the same right
Young, old, poor, rich
Or whatever the colour of the skin may be
So why, why are there differences
While all are human
So why the differences
And if asked to another
Her or she might say
Because of the colour and the status
But for me that is nonsense
But that is what I think of it
And if another might know of it
He might say it is crazy
But I to have a thing
That makes me different
From the rest
But this and all is just
One’s different opinion
Copyright ©
Naijerana
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2004-09-05 14:34:13]
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Re: One’s different opinion
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 04:40:52 PM AEST
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It certainly is.
If everybody looked the same, we'd get tired of looking at each other. That's a line in some song or another - too true, and worth mentioning here.
Nice poem - although you may want to use a spell-checker next time.
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Re: One’s different opinion
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by AspenGlow on
Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 10:59:48 AM AEST
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Yes why.....are we not the same, no we are parts of a rainbow, collections of colored dust, students in a classroom, Kings and Queens, Jockers and Knights, Ladies in waiting and peasents too........but in the mirror when all is said and done.....we are but dust blowing toward another dawn.
Very good write, I enjoyed it much, thanks for sharing. |
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