Wednesday 9 April 2008

Irony

Isnt it funny that we human like to go on and on about the stuffs that divide us when we are all so alike in a more permament way in that we are all born and we must all neccessarily die at some point. That is the essense this little poem of mine tried to capture.

IRONY
Black or white
Beautiful or ugly
Tall or short
Fat or slim
We all die
And we’re buried
In a six feet grave
And sometimes not even up to.

Let us continue to keep the peace and project always what joins us.

1 comment:

PETERS said...

To meet different people around the world,and to establish good relationships.Isn`t wonderful to have good relationships with people?