you're standing still
yet caught in a spin
vivid with glee like a child
being twirled at arms length.
You go faster and faster
as you open your eyes
notice the swirls
of individuality come together.
a kaleidoscope...style, nature, color, belief, culture
a blending occurs
the colors get brighter
then fade into oblivion
a world without difference
once many "ones,"
now only ONE.
is this what we really want?
no individuality?
no difference?
no culture?
no diversity?
no me?
no you?
no us?
only the "ONE?"
©Jan 24, 2011 ~ DBC
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