The Way We Look
Why are we quick to label with a name,
trying to ensure no one is the same?
Our egos expand and place us above those
struggling, who we should be drawing close.
Walking by those with their beds on the street
moving quickly, hoping none we will meet.
If steps are slow, we'll hear their silent call
and remember God above made us all.
So quickly we judge, before we can know
there goes a new friend, if only we'd show
compassion, for which our very souls yearn.
How many tears must it take us to learn?
Paintings with one color standing alone,
we find we're missing a colorful tone.
Many colors would give it much more pow,
complimentary colors placed somehow.
Colors together form beautiful wholes--
paintings of wonder speaking to our souls.
We must, at last, care for every heart,
blending as one, which we were at life's start.
January 5, 2023
for "The Way We Look" contest
by Unseeking Seeker
7th Place
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