Equal

There are people we love,

and people we hate.

There are colleagues at work

and your best mate

There are people we’ve never met

and people we know a little too well

There are people we love spending time with,

and people who make our life hell

All of these people

make up the population

Made of the same stuff

but divided by nation

segregated by skin color.

gender, religion and sexual orientation

Equality doesn’t exist

Even though we’re all people

A group of lookalikes

Standing under different steeples