Tales of Exotic Lands

earth

I ask for tales of exotic lands
You tell a story of my home town
I question you about foreign people
You speak of my friends and neighbors
I want to know the jungle creature
You talk about my backyard deer
I ask about your distant culture
You discuss my daily routine
I call you my friend
You tell me I’m your brother
I try to see the differences
You show me we’re the same
I look for a mystery in your face
And see mine reflected back

 

27 thoughts on “Tales of Exotic Lands

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    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Thanks Zee! What seems strange to me may be normal to you but at the same time when we look past the small difference in language or surface decoration, it is all the same – we look at the same small planet at the same people who are all our brothers and sisters.

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        1. trentpmcd Post author

          Yes, and although this wasn’t about you in particular, though i did think of you after the idea, you live half way around the world in a place most here would call exotic but you write about the same things a uni student here would, listen to the same music, have the same hopes, dreams and desires. When you mention your friends and family, it could be my friends and family – people are people.

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          1. lifeconfusions

            That’s very thoughtful Trent and very vital realization that we usually seem to ignore. Well put, People are people. If we start treating each other like that I feel there’d be much less prejudice around the world.

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            1. trentpmcd Post author

              I think we’re pretty much in agreement here, Zee, though I’m not going to hold my breath waiting for the rest of the world to see these simple truths.

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  2. Corina

    True words set together wisely. We’re all so different from one another, yet we are so much the same. I think we’d all be better off if everyone realized this simple truth.

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    1. trentpmcd Post author

      We are all part of the same human family and are all connected. Another thing I was thinking – if you are “exotic” to me, then I am similarly “exotic” to you. So the lines can be read two ways – for instance, I ask you about foreign people and you talk about my friends both means my friends are like people everywhere, but also, to the “you”, my friends are foreign.

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    1. trentpmcd Post author

      Yes, humanity is alluring. Also, two things: if some one is “exotic” to us, then doesn’t it make sense we are exotic to them? But at the same time, no matter how different, we are, deep down, all the same.

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      1. aladywrites4u

        That’s true, when we travel we take with us photos of the everyday “boring” things in our world because we have found that people we meet in “exotic” places are just as interested in us as we are in them.

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