I used to think I was poor. Then they told me I wasn't poor, I was needy. Then they told me it was self-defeating to think of myself as needy, I was deprived. (Oh, not deprived, but rather, underprivileged.) Then they told me that under privileged was overused. I was disadvantaged. I still don't have a dime, but I have a great vocabulary.
God made human beings individually unique, yet equal. For when it rains, we all get wet.
Oh so true. I love how words can obliterate the reality of what is honestly happening and how nature can bring justice to all things. : )
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