A Poem That Sounded Much Better In My Head
It’s quite simple, really:
Why the sky is blue,
Why the grass is green,
Why the sun is yellow,
Why the dirt is brown,
Why the soil is black.
People accept inanimate objects and other things just as they are.
But other citizens are expected to change:
Because they’re different,
Because they don’t fit in,
Because they have a different lifestyle,
Because they have a different religion,
Because they disagree.
I don’t know if this is any good, but I think it sounded a lot better in my head.
I’ll probably, most likely, blog again tomorrow. Blah. I just don’t know yet. 🙂