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All The Same


People, people everywhere; Walking, talking, so unaware Looking around, seeing the other Always a stranger, not a brother. Color should never get in the way Of a friendship held at bay You see, inside we're all the same We bleed red blood -- our claim to fame. Let's put aside the anger and hate; Instead let's show a love that's great. Let's look and see the other's inside And build a world that's full of pride. People, people everywhere Walking, talking -- Let's be aware. I look around and see another, Not a stranger, but a brother.
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