Reflecting

Are not humans so amazing uniquely on their own Especially the modest who make themselves less shown For others to pass by them so they can all be seen Check out all those people and where have they all been? Backstage they have their workers and working hard their core Main stage we have the famous greedily for more, Supporters who applaud them to boost their vanity Interesting-people brings diversity. Though we would not know the difference if each were etched the same Guess the modest will come forward if it were not for the vain, Impossible the difference whilst one mingles with so many To see them all the same is immoral and uncanny ! We label and we group them by age, name, sex and race Look them in the eyes and judge them by their face, We see those ones that are well off and those that aren’t as rich The in-between, the common seen, the criminal, that witch. Family all one blood and friends are close and few Perceiving everyone and the person that I knew Consider educated and deem the others dim Then there are the sinners and those who never sin? Yet I have never even met you- the one unrecognised Though heard so much about you then I generalised, The stranger, the foreigner… peculiar to me The shadow merging from before, the one whose yet to be. Hence I am confronted by the missing puzzle piece For the person I don’t know my thoughts will never cease, As I gaze my own reflection with a different kind of view The curtain falls upon the past and all I ever knew.