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WE ALL HAVE OUR PLACE
 
I have not been to your home,
You have not seen mine.
What I share here is my words of heart.
I am hoping to be respected for trying.

I do not care whether in mud huts
and in mansions high on a hill.
I do not care whether rich or poor.
With degree's or no education at all.

Each has a place in my heart,
I read the content and encourage.
I don't understand cruelty and judgement.
There is a place for all of us here.

If you find you don't like what you see,
Then don't read it, I am sure there is some you like.
If you fall out with someone, why harass,
Write nasty poems in public forum.

Everyone has feelings and hearts,
So is really not very adult to play such games.
We punish children for such bad behavior.
foul language and cruel judgements all aired.

Time to grow up people, be respectable.
In mud huts and mansions we all are the same.
We all have the right to be here and on earth.
It is so sad to see such childish behavior from adults.

Maybe we all need to look in the mirrors on our wall.
See if we can find some decency in our souls.
Pray for forgiveness for our sad behaviors.
You get what you reap, so sew very carefully.

DOC DYR
ZERO TO 3
IN MUD HUTS AND MANSIONS
TINY TEDDY

By doc_dyr

© 2008 doc_dyr (All rights reserved)

 

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