Moving along, watching, noticing trails that I am going
down.
Giving life a run for it's money, protesting evil,
racism, and prejudice every step of the way.
Not liking it when people are condemned for being poor,
disabled or anything else.
We all have to live on this earth, so let's unite and
be the best we can be no matter a person's condition,
situation or circumstances.
Let each person be who they are and not demean, abuse,
or make fun of them, please.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I don't know how express my feelings of appreciation. The whole idea is to become humane, accommodating and compassionate towards less fortunate souls around us. Very moving undertone of the poem. Thanks.