Huddled Masses

We are here too

In the office, on a train
by the river and next to you
We might be a little browner,
maybe even shorter but we
laugh or smile just the same
Each morning we rise then
fall in the evening as you do
We fall in love, cry, get angry
then despite misconceptions
still feel arbitrary pain and joy

You might not see us;
although you should.

By Amaury

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