All The Same …
I was raised to be color
and class blind
Everyone was the same
No one was better
than another
As an adult …
In my workplace
the janitor…
the cook…
the secretary…
the teaching assistant…
all had equal footing
with my classroom teachers
No one was better
than another
Diversity … Yes,
but no one was
better than another
I learned that lesson
watching how my
father treated his
employees no different
from the clients
and that still goes today
Race…
Ethnicity…
Color…
Social Status…
we are all
the same
we are all a
part of the human race
Diversity makes us
all much better …
Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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