salad

So many people everywhere,

Red, yellow, green — every color there.

Let’s toss it all in a salad bowl,

No one left out, no lonely soul.

Tell me, what is “normal,” really?

A world the same is dull and dreary.

I want a world where difference feels like joy, like confidence.

I want a world where who we are We share with pride, like shining stars.

So many people all around,

Kids and grown-ups, up and down.

Come join the circle, have a talk,

No one left back when we all walk.