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The Invisible Thread of Humanity
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Society Many say birth is a miracle,
but so is death
for in that time
we become immortal.
We are not earths,
or part of it
though made of it.
We are our own
and each other's,
linked together
by an invisible thread.
We are farmers, fisherman,
miners, tailors,
artists, priests,
doctors, patients,
lawyers, prisoners.
Different organs
but functioning as
the same body.
We are old and young,
poor and rich,
fathers and mothers,
lovers and fighters.
We all have light
and darkness within us;
what you see depends on what
we each allow to shine through.
In everyone, I see myself;
the good and the bad
reflected through
the eyes of strangers.
