by Messan Foley
Put yourself in others' shoes
Big, small, tight or loose
To feel the burdens we all wear
Better for each other we will care.
To point out others is an old game:
The thin, the fat, the short and the tall.
For their joy and pain we're not aware.
Behind own facade, this is our best flair.
No question, no judgement, no shame at all
The sun touches everyone with its call
Perhaps, not the message you'll like to hear,
But the soil, no blame us all always will bear.
Reach, reach with pure love like the air,
That bathes with the rich and cuddles the poor.
Break the old game, the old facade. Open the door.
Then only harmony between us will remain
In others shoes
© Copyright: Лика Гай, 2012
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