A short poem on the beauty of diversity, and how dreary and dull a world where everyone is the same, would be.
Copyright © Priya Florence Shah. All Rights Reserved.
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How dreary if all life was
painted a single shade.
If every tree made cause
for a single tint of jade.
If all of Nature’s creatures
looked and sounded just the same.
If the birds of the air sang
one single song – so lame.
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If all human people
looked and acted like a clone.
If all thought the same thoughts
and differences made us groan.
How boring it would be if
we lacked diversity.
For we would soon see the end of
Originality.
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