What makes us beautiful is not color,
But just a handsome heart and an effulgent cerebrum,
So as much as we dwell in this world,
We are one blood each with only a soul,
So folks let’s stroll away from our domains,
Category: life
THEM, Poetry by Lelia Pollett
When you ask
“What is he like?”
He is like she
For the ‘S’ longs to touch
The silent and make a combined sound
Transforming the he of two letters to three
HE is he
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