What is it?

It's more than just tissues and bone.

It's more than just a pretty face or nice clothes.

It's more than knowing right from wrong.

It's more than your name or your favorite song.

It's being able to breathe and take in the world around you.

Let it fill your lungs and give life to your soul.

To exhale and give a part of yourself back to

The world for someone else to know.

It's being able to look at others and see beyond the surface.

To see more than eyes, nose, hair, and skin.

To look at them and know what their worth is.

To see the beating heart that lies within.

To see their joy, fear, and pain.

To see what they have to offer

What you have to gain.

To absorb and listen when they speak.

To offer your voice to both learn and teach.

It's feeling heartbreak and falling in love.

It's looking up at night at the stars above.

It's art and dance and poetry too.

It's having all the answers

And not having a clue.

It's love and hate and peace and war.

It's called being human.

Nothing less.

Nothing more.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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