A Helping Hand
Though we are different and apart
We all need one another
Just like a pair of scissors
That must grind at each other
To cut at a piece of clothe.
Let us put aside our differences
Those divisive inferences
All of us need the support and love
We are here, no need to look above
Now that we are near.
Let us not look at our weaknesses
Let us look at our combined strength
Win or lose let us look at the bigger picture
And not at our down fall
For we need each other
Just like a pair of scissors.
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Picked from a collection of poems by James Ouma
A MAN HAS ONE MOOD