Yes, Petrushka We eat different food wear different clothes have different customs speak different tongues But we all fall in love and get up when we fall We all want Someone to hold A family to cherish A way to be happy We all want To not be afraid of the dark Literally Figuratively Dubiously We all Want to live a long time And die a good death What does it matter if we wear a suit, a sari, or a grass skirt? Deep down inside We all cry when we’re hurt Laugh when we’re joyful And feel the rumble in our stomachs When we’re hungry Though we look and behave differently We are all the same All lovely All quiet All human All the same ***
This poem should suffice in its simplicity. It came to me after writing a lovely article,
exposed first on Medium and then here at selmamartin.
“…they eat different food and smell differently;
they dress differently and they even worship
differently, than I do,” says a didactic voice we recognize.
That article, How to Use Compassion as a Tool to Connect, offers practical examples of how we can be more accepting of each other. And how compassion makes us stronger.
It employs Snoopy’s lighthearted humor and timeless wisdom. Snoopy’s musings start as a dilemma that always causes me to pause and ponder the big questions in life.
It also draws on our diverse cultural education, setting boundaries, and our undisputed right to justice. It shows us how we are more alike than different. All points to help us understand the characteristics of compassion.
So, if you have time to read more today, I invite you to click on the link. (It’s long, and only four people have read it so far. It could use more love *sigh*).
Photos Image 1 by 165106 from Pixabay
Image 2 by press and from Pixabay
THANK YOU FOR READING.
I Wish You Miracles.
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We are all the same, beautiful poem.
So glad you agree. We are the same more so than we are different. And even then, our differences add flavor. I appreciate you reading and commenting. Be well. I wish you miracles. xo
Absolutely agree Selma. It’s time we understand the beauty of universal brotherhood. ❤️
yes, we better understand that we are one people. Thanks for the comment Radhika. Stay sweet.
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Thanks 😊
Wonderful poem, and to simplify it further … we all bleed
Yes yes. And we bleed red. Same same. xoxo
Absolutely! ❤️
XoXo a resolute, Absolutely 👏
Beautiful, Selma, and so true! 💖
Thanks, Ingrid. 💗
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