Id

Who are we, without a name?
without an identity,
we are all the same
I'm as right as I can be.

merely people among people,
just called something different
not clossed a certin type.

Lose all form of identity,
remove our etiquette
of who and what we might be,
and equality we have met.

we are simply individual packages,
same content,
uniquely wrapped.

Remove the common ID
between me and you,
look and you will see,
the same way that I do.

poem by Roger Naya
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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