Roses

Oh, I see roses in your eyes we're put here only to face demise this unknown road we walk is torn yet of this world, we are born some rich, some poor some always seem adored some black, some white who's better? a non-sense fight money is nothing, a temporal illusion it only wreaks havoc and causes confusion race is a color and I am colorblind sexuality is sexuality why should others mind? as for religion, it causes many pain however, it's the only reason man's still sain would you say born rich is an advantage it's of no importance, either way each and every, is put to the test will you be remembered? or forgotten like the rest?