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.
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