Poetry

It takes a community to raise a child they say.
I am that child raised by the wormth and cold of a community.
I am that child feed by every household in a community.
I am that child with hundreds of parents yet non is my blood.
I am that child loved by all but no where is home when night falls.
I am a COMMUNITY child.

Spontaneous and open minded, the world is too diverse to be close minded

Nice one. But there seems to be a tinge of sadness in it.

Great writing.

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It's a feeling that never goes away, but pushes us to do and be a better person.