Beauty Of Humanity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Beauty Of Humanity



Wondering about the interior essence of people, we are all
born equal, there's no difference between us, for color
doesn't mean anything.

Just like a flower garden, people can reach out in friend-
ship, not thinking about any of it, because like flowers
in a garden everyone shines and adds to the beauty of all
of humanity.

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