Are you like your father?
Do you resemble your Ma?
What can you say about your culture?
Do you know when you were born?
Be glad you know how old you are
That you weren't born in a garbage bin
That your brother never hit you
That you grew up to see today.
Know that you are lucky
For you were not born still
Someone gave you a name, an identity
You were provided with a home.
There is no space for hate or war.
Why make this into a fight to stay alive?
Why is humanity bent on its own premature death?
You are still breathing.
Remember?
Do you resemble your Ma?
What can you say about your culture?
Do you know when you were born?
Be glad you know how old you are
That you weren't born in a garbage bin
That your brother never hit you
That you grew up to see today.
Know that you are lucky
For you were not born still
Someone gave you a name, an identity
You were provided with a home.
There is no space for hate or war.
Why make this into a fight to stay alive?
Why is humanity bent on its own premature death?
You are still breathing.
Remember?
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