All of us,we are flowers of one garden
Different in shapes,sizes and colours
We are wealthy, or poor
Tall,short,fat or thin
But what difference does it make?
Are we not born on the same earthen soil?
Do we not bathe in the moonlight of one moon,
Or bask under one sun
We are brought up the same way,
Personalities are to be different
Our attitude is different
But think of the similarities
We all are living beings
We all have feelings,so why hurt them?
Why is wealth more important than kinds of heart?
Why has appearance changed quality?
The flower might be dry,worn down,and dirty,
But inside,it might mean a lot to someone
We have sprouted out of a seed,of both good and evil,
The struggle of the better one will remain relentless,
Neither one can live without another,
But that is no reason to reflect it on one another
After all,we are the same people
It may not be from the outside,or on the inside either,
After all,at the end of the day
We are players of the same game,
Humans of the same earth