a wood coffee stirrer & an plastic coffee stirrer have a conversation at a local coffee shop

You do not look like I do; this is easy for all to see

Your color is different from my cousins and me

Though you barely know me and I really do not know you

As I consider my past feelings for you, I realize that for years that has been true

My feelings towards you has always been bias and rude

Yes and I also have felt the same as your exterior was at best rough and crude

Your kind is of a generation of young upstarts, trying to take your place in society

I was afraid that you were going to push me away, afraid you would replace me

A man came and talked with me the other day

I listened carefully as he began to say

“Even though you have a different appearance yet you are really kin”

As he explained how this could be, my thoughts were ‘can you and I begin again’

How poorly I have treated you, never considering asking you to be a friend

This man came to me and explained that we are of the same, that you, I should not offend

I considered what he told me and realized your kind are my brothers and sisters of mine

We are made of Hydrocarbons, a common base of all life, since the beginning of time

We are kin, you know, so much the same

I never realized this before, and now I feel shame

Black or white, red or brown, we are cousins whether rough skin or smooth

If we but consider this to be true, I know our maker would approve

To judge another on appearance alone, my friend

In the eyes and mind of our Creator certainly is a sin

You are from a tree above the ground, basking in the sun

I am from the deep earth below, not a lot of fun

You are from a tree made of solid wood, whether white, or red or other color

While I am from the oil below, so black & gooey, a liquid like no other

I know now that I am from your limbs and leaves that fall all around

And eventually become buried so far beneath the ground

As we are dipped in coffee or tea, whether with sugar & cream or without

We must tell others, wither in quiet whisper or even a shout

‘Hey, Listen To Me, Enough Harm Has Come To Pass’

It Is Time To Embrace You Brothers and Sisters at Last

Whether we be plastic or wood coffee stirrers, male or female, we are alike

It is time to let go of your prejudice and bias, stop your silly fight

All from Hydro Carbons, all from the elements our Creator has made

Lets love each other, enemies no longer, becomes friends, be not afraid

All that inhabits the earth, even mankind, is recycled, every few months or so

Every atom is replaced by another, thought you may want to know

We are all one from the same materials in the Eyes of our Creator

Lets live together in Love and Respect right know rather than later