Poems by
W. Christopher
INDIVIDUAL DIFFERENCES Why is diversity still about groups? Aren’t we all unique, bearing a fingerprint— a singular code and chemistry like none other? Why can’t we all be a group of one? Looks to me like we’ve got one more hurdle to clear before we break the tape and win the race, by putting the groups to rest.
THE TRUTH IS SIMPLE It wouldn’t be fair if words of truth were able to transcend the smallest mind. It wouldn’t be kind. The truth is simple. So please know, if the words that I speak cause your head to swim, they lie. The truth is simple. And if I have trouble getting my mind around something that you said, I know that a lie is stuck up in there somewhere. The truth is simple.
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