Eyes Closed

With my eyes closed I cannot see the color of their skin if they’re fat or thin my judgments fall away and who I think they are I must talk with them and listen to their words to know who they are with my eyes closed when I hear their cries of their hunger and their pains and hear their joyful songs when they laugh with joy then they are the same just like you and I when I listen to them they are the very same when I close my eyes when I close my eyes and when I listen to them we are the very same there is not them and I