Diversity, that great equalizer, is alive in Canada.
Say but the word . . . diversity and all is well— differences are overlooked, faults forgiven.
We are diverse.
Say the word, dive into diversity: converse, reverse, adverse, inverse . . . but diverse is us, is our culture.
We’re versed in diversity.
Our similarity is our great difference: our religion, our politics, our philosophies.
We are diverse, try not to divert me.
Canadian diversity is many.
If I were Canada’s poet laureate or national poet or spokesman,
I’d find a common thread in diversity.
No Canada goose or beaver or maple leaf, but I’d write profoundly of diversity.