Everyone is  equal , Everything is fair  

There are things some people hard to understand

How to react positively in certain ways

They become the noisiest as an empty can

Telling about negative stories instead  of good praise
They say the world is always round

Sometimes you are at the bottom or the other way

Yet for these people  words have the same sounds

Once negativity enter their hearts gate

In God’s  grace when the world was made

Everyone is equal , everything  is fair

But nowadays it never gets on the same page

For humans who see the world as an imperfect place

Author Eureka Bianzon Robey  

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