Human Family
I note the obvious differencesin the human family.
Some of us are serious,some thrive on comedy.
Some declare their lives are livedas true profundity,and others claim they really livethe real reality.
The variety of our skin tonescan confuse, bemuse, delight,brown and pink and beige and purple,tan and blue and white.
I've sailed upon the seven seasand stopped in every land,
I've seen the wonders of the worldnot yet one common man.
I know ten thousand womencalled Jane and Mary Jane,but I've not seen any twowho really were the same.
Mirror twins are differentalthough their features jibe,and lovers think quite different thoughtswhile lying side by side.
We love and lose in China,we weep on England's moors,and laugh and moan in Guinea,and thrive on Spanish shores.
We seek success in Finland,are born and die in Maine.
In minor ways we differ,in major we're the same.
I note the obvious differencesbetween each sort and type,but we are more alike, my friends,than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,than we are unalike.
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Maya Angelou
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