“Different People”

In a world of a chaotic mind,
We veer death as a common wine.
Friend or foe, people versus people,
Who are we to know the real reason.
A long walk during summer season.
An old words that we need to mention.

We are people, we are all different people.

One day, we will learn the difference of two,
Colors and faces will be nothing to you
A treason to mankind old fathom blue.
Did our old heroes trace a clue?
Who are these heroes anyways?
An asian, american, a latin or an english man.
None of all, I am never a fan.
All of them just shooting guns.

We are people, we are all different people.

One day, we shall see an old fuck up memory.
Humanity can be soon an old fuck up story.
Bend it now, belief of an old.
See each other as one and the same,
Forget the history and those painted pain.
The game is never about to whom we blame.

We are people, we are all different people.

#Prompt3

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