One Language That All Understand Poem by James McLain

Those that don't love you, have cause
The secrets,
The pain the women or man, those you
Have harmed have cause.

Along the concrete and the bars
Are long halls,
Loud unkind, never quite who once
Was gentle and kind.

Amazing grace deep snow it falls,
The light ring of a bell all can hear.
Why won't you reason it out and
Listen to those who are gone.

And sweeter than she and sweeter than he
Are the songs, ever sung.
In the one language that all understand.