One

by TinyDancer

Published November 18, 2011

In Things I Particularly Like

In the end, we're all the same
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
All identities will rust
Graves will fall unnamed

In the end, you cannot tell
After all, we'll each bleed red,
Share Earth, a common bed
And show our bones as well

But in the end, we should be proud
Did we unite, did we stand?
Have we loved across all lands,
Or did we fade into the crowd?

In the end, when we look back
Did we live only by a ballot?
Will we see a color potrait,
Or is it all just gray and black?

Before the end, please hear my plea:
"We were made for more than this;
Push aside all differences
And be one humanity"

Spoiler! :
My heart is broken for our world. I want to do something for my brothers and sisters across the globe, all races, all religions, all ages, all cultures. We are too disconnected, too many separations. It's only one planet, after all. Here's to equality <3

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TinyDancer
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TinyDancer commented Comment · Nov 18, 2011

Hey everybody, thanks so much for your reviews! They mean so much to me :)

~Jess

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baron.vrinda
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baron.vrinda commented Comment · Nov 18, 2011

gosh! this is a fantastic one! you've conveyed an essentially undeniable fact through such simple words!
just love it!
:)

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zaid
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zaid commented Comment · Nov 18, 2011

You've done a great job here. It's really inspiring as well as flawless. I look forward to seeing more of you.
Thumbs up.
Zaid.

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murtuza
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murtuza wrote a review Review · Nov 18, 2011

Short and brief with a message of hope and encouragement for the plight of mankind. Although i feel that in some places, the poem was losing me, but you picked it up well in the end with a crisp and clear moral! Another great piece that i have greatly enjoyed. Nice work and keep this up! :)

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Rysa93
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Rysa93 wrote a review Review · Nov 18, 2011

wow.This is a great job from you:D i like the theme that you grab thereit really working as a good poem!


In the end, when we look back
Did we live only by a ballot?
Will we see a color potrait,
Or is it all just gray and black?

Before the end, please hear my plea:
"We were made for more than this;
Push aside all differences
And be one humanity"
*This stanzas looks so nice.Good job from you n_n



The simple truth is that authors like making people squirm. If this weren't the case, all novels would be filled completely with cute bunnies having birthday parties.
— Brandon Sanderson, Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians