We are all just bones. Some broken and mended; Some more susceptible to injuries; some worn and sore and others perfectly okay.
Often we forget these facts and we judge each other without even getting to know the other person. It’s safe to say that, as a human being, it is one of our many flaws. The prejudices and biasness that we hold against others. Indeed, it is a shame.
However, we must never forget that deep down beneath the exterior of our facial features, our body shape and size and the hue of our skin, we are all just bones. Wanting to be accepted, loved and all the other intangible things that a human being may crave.
We are essentially the same, more or less.
We've opened up the door
Cause maybe there’s an angel standing on the porch
Keith Urban - Tonight I Wanna Cry:
Julian Barnes, The Sense of an Ending
Caren Lissner, Carrie Pilby