Masterpiece of Equality

June 20, 2016

We are just toddlers with fat thumbs,

Dry paint,

Broken brushes

Painting ideal equality.

We are just old men with thick glasses,

Squinting to see our masterpiece.

We are just fools

To nod, chuckle,

And be satisfied.

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