Living in the city in Sudbury
Where most people are white
They look at me as if I am different
How am I different from them?
I look little brown than white
And my hair black instead of blond
I have a tiny eye than big round eyes
They look at me as if I am different
How am I different from them?
Even when I go to school
People stare at me as if
I am another person from another world
Maybe they haven’t seen a person like me
Who is little different than them
In the end, we are all human
And little different
Doesn’t matter how you look
Whether black, white or brown
In the end, we are same as one
-Lucy Shrestha
Canada (Nepal)
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