One and Different
The grass is green
And the sky is blue.
I’d like to be green
But envy is best dressed in green.
Maybe Blue? But blue isn’t so pretty
On the other side,
The grass is also green?
I at least thought, it would be a mixture of different colours.
You know, the way we’re all different
Then is a constant reminder
That ‘same’ is boring
Let us stand as one proudly
In our difference.
