Cri De Coeur
One thing that I know,
That I know nothing.
We are but cattle,
If we don't look deep.
Know thyself
Or know naught.
Difference in hue
Disguises the divine spark
That we all share.
So you are my neighbour
And I must love you as myself.
Where you suffer,
So must I.
We are bound together,
Though we seem to be apart.
Your poverty
My impoverishment.
To make a better world,
Let us learn to know ourselves
So we will know the other better.
Copyright © Denis Bruce | Year Posted 2005
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