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Equality.

But what is equality? It 's the principle according to which there is no distinction of race, religion, culture and sex, I want here to consider the term race: human type having "some morphological characters" - mind you, and some morphological - that set it apart. If they differ from each other only in facial features, they are then more apparent and invisible to those who can look beyond a certain place, in depth. Emotions are feelings, but their thinking are inherently similar in all of us. Man by nature has no boundaries, yet if Create Path them on cards and in its wisdom, making our villains behind the respectability that makes it, gl 'other operations. Let's say we see them perhaps out of fear or perhaps simply because they hold limited our cultural and religious addiction and no one mixes readily with others, but do not exist. nell'imbrunir And we hide, we acquit. But if everyone looks not only with eyes but through them, even with the heart and soul, we realize that the similarities are in all of us, in our thoughts, our attitudes, our living and being, they do not have subject to our appearance. You say you have the side by side three people with facial features and skin color are different because of their membership of anthropological; one African, one European and one Asian. Ask them questions such as ranging from politics to love, religion, the meaning of life and make them respond. Hear it, watch it. You will hear some different views and their language, but you will not notice the differences of feeling and emotion. Of the three you will see clear differences of race, but certainly not to see those non-existent because of the heart and soul, because they love you and you love them, because they suffer and you suffer, because they laugh and you laugh because they believe and you believe , and they doubt you, too, because they dream and you dream. We'll see as in a mirror and eye you think. He records with a needle slightly then the left forefinger of each, and from them, though of a different race, you'll leave a blood stain alike: So, all is but skin color is blood red and my heart there resembles the soul. " He is different, maybe he does not live with you in the world? This house of many rooms, but with only one entrance and one exit. I believe that the realization of a noble purpose for which it acts: the ideal, which apparently seems impossible and inconceivable, but believe me it can become a concrete fact, depending on how you look at the issues we face during our way, not as we depict the "things of life." It is also likely that those who do not tolerate inequality, the dissimilarities, as they are, you do not know why eternal lives in the dark, behind that output that separates him and blinded by the light will not change anything, into captivity to the 'ignorance and always further away from wisdom. It 'also a man who discharged their discomfort on others by making this world different, when in truth it's just different and does not realize that the injury only leads to hatred and hatred is his own son. We all perform different tasks and each is burdened by its many difficulties, but:
Equality is the only man to scale the different loads in the world.


I WATCH THE FREE

Oh world,
those boundaries is the skin color
but red is the blood
When you build plague
on earth to divide then and
people forever?

wretched son of africa
was done, and we poor men
make it, not without pity
heard crying.

I do not know the capacity
intellect is like the cry and smile and
different creeds, different ideas:
but it resembles the heart and
soul. And what was seen for
judge is the dark veil
but clear thought,
without the look so I made
and diversity no longer discerned.

world Oh, how much injustice
is new hope
but uncertain future, began
the spirit is made to his God
in stabbing brother the sword,
We show you how despicable
soldier in uniform but different
equal death:
helpless and arid veto
forward the spirit of dialogue,
learns the secret.

poetry Equality
by: Poetry (m) - my collection

; ; * Savior * Carvelli

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