Not all of us can do a flip
Not all of us can juggle
There need not be a fight, although
There always is a struggle
For if we'd see in different ways
We must get off the bus
That shows us only the same views
That reinforce our "us"
The high sun burns us all the same,
The winter cold all stings --
The common ground's outside our walls
And made of
Common
Things
How can we get world leaders to read this? More to the point, how do we get them to understand it? May I share this Owen please?
Sure!
Thank you.