When we are young, <br />we play with our friends <br />no matter what colour, <br />creed or religion they are. <br />Why is then when some grow up <br />does that status change <br />and people start to diagnosis <br />who their friends are? <br />Why? <br />It’s a question I often ponder on <br />when I see the abuse around me. <br /> <br /> <br />5 January 2010<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/abuse-around-me/
