Equal

If all men are equal

Would someone explain

All of the bloodshed

And all of the pain

While fists are thrown

In a far a way place

The old argument

Of skin tone and race

 

If all men are equal

Would someone explain

What do we loose

And what do we gain

And why all this anger

It's beyond comprehension

If all men are equal

Why all the tension

 

If all men are equal

Would someone explain

Why in this day and age

Things aren't the same

Is it our prejudice

There's a place to begin

Is it about tones

And the colours of skin

 

If all men are equal

Would someone explain

Why guns and bullets

Are used to cause pain

For the blood is now running

And no one seems to know

If all men are equal

Stem the flow

 

If all men are equal

Would someone explain

How the towers came down

Through the use of a plane

The dust and the debris

Sent people fleeing 

If all men are equal 

What am I not seeing

 

If all men are equal 

Would someone explain

This ache in my heart 

As I ask you again

The answer to me

Is simple and plain

All men are equal 

But all men aren't the same 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Angel Bird]

A very essence filled write! Due to the refrain and the repeating of the same lines again and again it gains constantly in power.

An impressive piece!

The only answer I have to offer here is that as long as money reigns there will be no equality - nowhere!!!

To me it isn't important which 'eye or suit color' people wear, to me it is important that one respects one an other for the worth of their being.

[Amor-de-angel]

An absolutely wonderful piece..I wish I had the answers too. This certainly is one that makes you sit up and think and ponder those questions in your head.