look

look around
creatures same we are
children of the same father
and apples of the eye
of our mother
look his skin is black
mine is white
it means no difference
my brother he is
cant u see
feelings he has
as i have
he weeps as me
when he is pain
smiles as we
when in joy
look before
you make difference
the next is your brother
no victim of caste
or creed
for love goes beyond the
colour of skin.




Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-05-28 at 13:06

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