At birth, <br />a tag on the wrist <br />generates a list <br />of places one may roam. <br />The concept of race <br />limits the space <br />a man can call his home. <br /> <br />In life, <br />beliefs chance provided <br />keep us divided <br />and confuse our sense of right. <br />Our level of wealth <br />dictates our health <br />and who will win the fight. <br /> <br />In death, <br />that tag on the toe <br />won’t help us to know <br />if we’re off to fire or glory. <br />It’s not what we take, <br />but the love we make <br />that’ll shape the final story.<br /><br />Sailing to windward<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/o-wrist-tag-toe-tag/
