When you hate me
for what I believe,
When you kill me
for what I belive,
When you slave me
for what I believe.

Then I love you more
because that is what
my Lord tells me to do.
He tells me that you are
my brother and my sister;
it does not matter if you
hate me, kill me, or slave me.

My heart does not see
your race, your color,
or what you believe.
You are the same as me,
both of us came from
the same source.

We may be walking
diffeternt paths, but
I feel you because
we are searching the same.
I have the duty and the need
to love you because that is MY FAITH.

Good work, man. I agree, keep it up.

expressive, now if the minds would follow your lead, what a better place
we would find ourselves in.


thanks,


doc

walker, I like what you write!! very nice!

Very Nice

Very well written enjoyed it

Nice poem walker.

Walking the path of grace...
Good one!

Love, Hope, and Faith...
Beautiful lonelywalker..
this is the key to peace is it not???