Why do we feel the need to hate someone for the color of their skin?
Why do we feel the need to hate someone because of the pain that they are in?
Why do we seem to be so selfish that we sometimes don't hear the suffering of a friend?
Are we caught up in our self so much that we don't understand where they have been?
We are all just people.
If you cut us we will bleed red.
One of these days we'll all end up in the grave and dead.
If we could just stop for a moment and take a little time.
We would just recognize that things in this world are fleeting and not yours and mine.
Let's share a drink together.
Let's share a glass.
Hold it high for friendship.
Hold it high so it will last.
Friendship is a fragile thing.
That many seek to destroy.
Let's hold onto friendship for every girl and every boy.
6-17-10
Liz Smith
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