Many faces yet one people.
Many feet yet one stand:
Together in unity, love and peace
With our fellow man.
Having all men working with one purpose
And speaking with one voice,
The impossible becomes possible
And success becomes our choice.
Every obstacle is surmountable
And every problem is resolved
Without hatred, strife and prejudice,
When every man is harmoniously involved.
As touching any matter
Collectively as one
And agreeing to the outcome
We shall see it done.
A single man’s self-focus
Becomes a cancerous growth
In the body of mankind
And leads to the death of both.
Jointly, we rise above life’s circumstances:
Divided, we shall fall.
Every man must be willing to sacrifice,
Even his life, for the good of all.
Let the strong man lend a hand
To those who are weak,
That all may link together
To make our chain complete.
A man is not an enemy
Of another man.
Collectively we are one body.
Assembled, we are one man.
Our war is against the thoughts and beliefs
That cause us to see as other than our self
Another who is our brother
On this our common shelf.
Let us put on our armor
And come to our defense
To guard our heart and mind:
Allowing no offense.
A greater peace
Shall abide.
Our love,
Our brother’s sin shall hide.
Cooperatively, we shall open wide
The doors that once were closed
And enter in as a whole
Forever unopposed!
An object once in motion,
Without opposition, cannot be stopped.
Let indivisibility be the position
That we all adopt.
This blog contains simple, thought provoking and deeply reflective poetry written by American poet, Doris Trueheart. Here is a large expanse of her poems covering a myriad of topics reflecting her heart.
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beautiful!
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It is Good.
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