The wind forces it's way between the leaves on the tree without prejudice. It blows on children and adults, men and women, black and white. It knows no difference it just does its duty. It knows not conservative, nor liberal, democrat, or republican, beautiful or ugly, smart or stupid. It does its duty despite our misgivings. Why can't we be like the wind and disregard our hate, and prejudice. Let us just blow, go from here to there, with smiles on our faces and live our lives?