Is it the same?

I wonder if the things are same,
Not different but just the way it came.

Does air know it should smell different to a rich and a poor?
Or do these people think they are unlike others
The vapor heavily exhaled by one is slowly inhaled buy others.

Does the bullet know it should not kill or kill white, black or the others?
Or do these people think they are different in many ways
It is just the hands, bullet will kill anyways.


Does the love know whom to hit, ugly or the pretty?
Or do these people think they deserve it
Love will hit, only the beautiful heart will get it.

Will the reader feel the same?
Or do these things matter
Surely, not now may be later.

Difference

How insignificant is a man, and still strives to be the only star, shining.
Dude just bought this new hybrid car, (makes him feel hybrid) DUDE.
Any ways what he thinks, he is different, Dude thinks his hybrid is different from others; well it is, but very insignificantly different for me.

“In the world of Differences what really matters is the Difference”.

Differences why, some stand to be different,
Annoys them, who are not very different,
Like heard of sheep, on that mountain, all look the same,
Are they different, or just because they think they are,
May be they are…

I think Chinese terracotta statues are different, pyramids are different too,
They are not humans, well that explains,
But they are made by different people, so are we,
Touched every second by some one or influenced by some one, known or unknown


Once I was standing in the sun, watching that dark shadow,
Slow but changing for sure, taller, tall, small, not visible, small, tall, taller, not visible again,
It’s my shadow, with so many variations, influenced by some one, Guess??

I wonder again, is my inner shadow malleable too, changing every moment, influenced by some one….