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Above Or Below

There should be neither

By Colleen Millsteed Published 29 days ago 1 min read
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She cries at night into the silence of her pillows,

Another job interview refusal today,

Why? Because of the tattoos she displays,

Making her seemingly undeserving of a pay.

**

He sleeps on the sidewalk; broken,

Homeless and alone,

Why? Because he’s considered elderly,

And therefore, unworthy and unknown.

**

They hide their true nature from society,

Unable to show their true face,

Why? Because they love the wrong gender,

And therefore, don’t belong in this place.

**

He is labelled a deadbeat and dropout,

All because of the colour of his skin,

Why? Because he was born into a different culture,

Therefore, he must be totally rotten within.

**

A tiny being is laughed at and ridiculed,

What with a height in inches instead of feet,

Why? Because of a different gene inherited at birth,

They’re one of the smallest people you’ll ever meet.

**

Where are we going wrong?

Are we not all human beings regardless?

Judgement of another based on differences,

Is wrong and horribly heartless!

**

It’s shouldn’t matter if we’re different in size,

Race, colour, gender, sexuality or age,

We’re all human looking for acceptance and love,

So there’s no need for judgement or rage.

**

Each person regardless, is beautifully unique,

The very definition of imperfection perfection,

This world would be a very different place,

If we lived in love, doing away with inequality and rejection.

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Originally published on Medium

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About the Creator

Colleen Millsteed

My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.

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Comments (4)

  • Esala Gunathilake29 days ago

    It is poignant!

  • Cathy holmes29 days ago

    Nailed it!

  • So true! ‘ Are we not all human beings regardless? Judgement of another based on differences, Is wrong and horribly heartless!’ Life is so much more rich and interesting because of our differences ✅.

  • I agree with this 1000000%! I just wish more people understand and follow this.

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