Drifting away.
Fluttering down.
Spinning wildly,
Till we meet the ground.
Are we not all the same,
No matter our name?
Do we not all meet the same fate?
We see the same moon,
We share the same sun.
And yet we refuse to live as one.
Thoughts differ,
Cultures disagree,
But beneath the hate,
We are one and the same.
We are you, and you are I.
Working together,
We can touch the same sky.
Same.
It is what we are.
Same.
Same.
Same.
