From once source, yet so different
Our thoughts and opinions may differ
Yes, often they do
What brings us joy..makes us smile
The things that motivate us
And that which dulls our passions
I like metropolitan ice cream..
I'm not a fan of chocolate cake..
But cheesecake I adore
What you want from me... I may not have to give
But to ask, fairs better than to attempt telepathy
Maybe..I will have it tomorrow
What you want for me, may not necessarily be what I want for myself
..and I'm okay with that
The way you see me, may not necessarily be the way I see myself..
I can accept that
What you think I should have, be entitled to, or want
Is not as important as what I think I should have, be entitled to or want
I cannot dream your dream...And visa versa
If great minds think alike.. does the same hold true of the not so great?
I wonder about beauty, and how it's measured.
I wonder if the pen really is mightier than the sword. If words more powerful than silence
Who I know myself to be, you may never accept
I'm okay with that too
The me that is unknown.. never try to claim knowledge of it.. it will always remain elusive, and somewhat out of reach..
Perhaps..even to me
The unknown can never be known
There is great diversity across the African continent
On my street...
Great diversity worldwide
Yet the majority of this.. we may never really see