As a rhymer as such by some i am known
Suppose that we all do have ways of our own
We follow the course of our life's destiny
Like the river that journeys it's way to the sea
How boring we would be if we all were the same
If every sports minded person did follow and played the one game
If everyone were a scientist, celebrity, artist, novelist or poet
Then anyone would not have the honor to be known as one worthy of note
Our different ways makes us more interesting as people would you not agree?
At least anyway this is how it seems to me
If on all things we agreed how boring we would be
Suppose even at that there would still not be Worldwide harmony
Though we share things in common and all come from a similar seed
And red is the blood we are born with to bleed.
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