Are We Really That Different?

Humanity is blessed with a gift

Of different cultures, different ideas

Of uniqueness

 

But are we really that different, you and I?

That we don't deserve all the same rights as you do?

The same freedom to live happily

Without fear of being persecuted

For who we are?

 

Are we really that different,

That we can't fight for our country

Alongside you as brothers and sisters?

Or enjoy the simple pleasures

Like going to the bathroom

Without a target on our backs?

 

The simple pleasures

Like walking down the street

Free from the crippling paranoia

That someone might attack you

That you'll disappear within statistics

Staggering high like towers waiting to topple

 

Are we really that different,

That our blatant dehumanization

Hate crimes and discrimination

Can be justified in the eyes

Of thousands across our nation?

 

Do we not bleed the same?

Do we not breathe the same air

Which fill the same lungs?

That give life to the same beating hearts

The same beautiful minds

That grants us our gifts, our different ideas

Our uniqueness

 

So, tell me,

Are we really that different?

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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