Inside Outside Who We Are by Steve Tiller (2006) celebrates diversity in its many manifestations. It does so in rhyme. The first line sets the stage: "When I look at you It isn’t hard to see, You really do not look Very much like me!” The rhyme mixes in skin color, hair style, body types, abilities and disabilities, likes and dislikes. It’s the philosophy I recall advocating for in my own family and social circles. “We disagree On lots of stuff, But how we feel Is close enough. We think different . . . But our feelings Are the same we find. Inside our hearts We all feel love, For friends and family And things above!” Now, in 2025, the illustrations by Harry Teague have the feel of a dreamscape. In 2025, this poem reads like a delusion, an unfulfilled wish. Was it naive to think our differences would somehow still allow all the human race to get along? This respect for differences is now being erased from the government anything.
