“Mankind will endure when the world appreciates
the logic of diversity.”
Indira Gandhi
From my magic window I can clearly see,
I look nothing at all like a Live Oak tree.
The bird in the bush doesn’t sound like me.
I don’t even sing as sweetly as she.
But we share the same world, breathe the same air.
Doesn’t it seem completely fair
that we each do more than merely survive?
That we all have a chance to grow and to thrive?
Bobcats and beetles, rivers and streams,
the alarming news, it clearly seems,
is that little by little, at least so we’re told,
we’ve dug ourselves a very deep hole
and despite our efforts to change the trend,
we’ve set the stage for diversity’s end.
We’ve vanquished the garden for our own selfish gain
and inflicted unspeakable sorrow and pain.
From my magic window I can clearly see
this is not the way it was meant to be.
“We all live with the objective to be happy;
our lives are all different and yet the same.”
Anne Frank
Sonoran Desert Writer 