PERSPECTIVES (a short thought on understanding and accepting people)

To see like I see

You need my glasses

If you really wish to understand my view

Then you need to see me like I see you

Here, take my glasses

And I will take yours

Though we look at the same thing

Yet we see differently

Don’t you dare say you know me

Don’t ever think you feel me

For to know each other and how we feel

Take my glasses and see what I see

I say black and you cry white

No need to fight or drag about it

If you’ll stand or right here sit

Then for real you will see my light…

–James O. George

(To be continued)