What measures the differences between us? I am like those of the air I breathe. From above, breaths we inhale. Air is evenly divided, among those who dress, speak, and walk differently.
You see light–lighter; brown-browner; or dark-darker, complexions. You see straight, wavy, curly, short, or long hair. You see small or large teeth. You see slim–fat and tall–short bodies. Are we not the same?
Limbs are two by two, liquid red blood, and mouths for speaking. All crumbles, just the same. Limbs can be broken. Blood can be lost. Mouths can be speechless. Are we not the same?
I live not in the box of difference. I enjoy the same air. I wear cloth made from the same fabric. I speak with a dialogue dictated by my environment. I walk as required to get around. I will not breathe, when the air is gone.
When we breath no more, our bodies will decay into the earth… in the world that belongs to us both….You are my neighbor...Are we not the same?
© 2001
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