We all are very different, it’s plain to see;
I’m not you and you’re not me.
It sometimes means there is friction and strife
When each other we rub the wrong way in life.
It’s the same in our home where we cannot agree
About putting tinsel up on our Christmas tree.
“No way is that stuff going to be in our house,”
Says the elf-in-chief who happens to be my spouse.
There are other differences, too, but through the years
We’ve agreed to disagree, though it’s taken some tears.
You find common ground, you learn to compromise
And learn how to speak without any lies.
When you look at the world and what’s going on today,
It’s easy to give up or shake your head in dismay.
Too many folks are expressing their hate
About changes in stuff to which they cannot relate.
They want to ban books they haven’t even read
And tell other folks what they can do in their bed.
No time to learn and they don’t want to see
‘Cause they’re too busy watching some crap on TV.
Just imagine a world where we are all the same;
How boring and bland, our lives oh so tame.
It’s how we are different that makes us unique;
New ideas and new tastes are what we should seek.
What people need to do is conquer their fears
Instead of getting joy from other people’s tears.
Naughty or nice, you always get to pick;
But remember that watching is good ol’ St. Nick.
Even if we’re not singing the very same song,
There’s no reason we can’t learn to all get along.
We want the same things, to live and be free
Without someone telling us who we should be.
So get in the spirit, we’re one human race;
Try not to divide, but rather embrace.
Go spread some joy, be happy as can be,
And perhaps one day there’ll be tinsel on our tree.