People Stew

Isn't it incredible!
Isn't it grand!
The many kinds of people,
That make our mighty land.

Green eyes, brown eyes, hazel eyes, blue.
Eyes that accept, both me and you.

Dark skin, light skin, medium too,
Different skin shades, make lovely people stew.

Words that sound guttural, sing song or smooth.
Make up many kinds of languages, which are much too good to lose.

We're all so unique, but very much the same.
Not getting to know each other, would really be a shame.