I rarely post two pieces by the same poet, but whether recent or older, these seemed to mesh well together. They made me think that those people who are purposefully unique tend to end up being a beloved someone. 🙂

Someone

There is always 
someone 
who is our weakness 

Always someone 
who breaks through 
all our defenses. 

Always someone 
who leaves us 
breathless. 

Unique

Do not allow yourself 
to be defined 
or guided 
or labeled 
or maligned 
by your sexuality 
your age 
your birthplace 
or your race 
or the proud colour 
of your face. 

Do not allow yourself 
to be judged, measured 
or explained 
by the dead hand 
of tradition 
or by the racist misogyny 
of religion 
or by the empty 
expectations 
of others 
and what they want 
to see. 

For you 
are you 
and only you. 
Unique 
special 
beautiful 
and free.