A poem, The Universal Language
The poem, The Universal Language, is read with instrumental music playing the background. The visual are pictures of smiles, hands holding, people hugging of all different races, nationalities, and ages.
A smile is part of the universal language, all can understand.
As is a hug, a pat on the back, the holding of a hand.
Actions can speak louder than words, kindness goes real far.
Age, race, and gender, matter not, just matters who you are.
You see someone looking different than you? Give The Universal Language a try.
Though you may not understand everything, I swear you will get by!
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
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