Faces

Two eyes, two ears,
One nose, one mouth
And all arranged
From north to south…

Yet with a subtle
Tiny tweak
Each person’s look
Is quite unique.

The laws of math
Can so astound,
Since all these faces
Do abound…

But combinations 
Guarantee
That no one looks
Like you or me.

Except, of course,
When next of kin,
Enwombed together,
Is a twin.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Mcleod Avatar
July 2, 2014 at 2:13 PM
Short and sweet!
Anish Avatar
June 10, 2014 at 6:04 PM
Clever poem here! Thanks for your comment! I have corrected the title of "Urban Tale". They were serving egg rolls and egg creams together for $5 a pop! Unique! Peace & Love Matthew Anish
Johnson Avatar
June 10, 2014 at 12:46 PM
Dopplegangers, infinity, everyone's like you and me. Like houses all built in a row. That's just no way for us to grow. So your poem tells it wonderfully. It's nice that we are you and me.
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