What a lovely piece Miss M, along with wonderful imagery

well done

Michael :)

It's true will we never be equal.
Things just aren't meant to be.
Some born to claw and dig in the mud,
And some to fish upon violent seas.

They sit there in their finery,
Eyes forever looking down,
But lift your head and strengthen up,
For they're the one who look like clowns.

They may trace their accessory for centuries
And they may have a blue tinge in blood,
But it's the like you and I who turn this world,
With our veins just full of mud.

So so loved your words

Craig