Buddha Steps #4

i cant hate you!
no matter how angry
you make me,
how many times you hurt me,
use me, abuse me.

no matter what you believe,
what language you speak,
what color you are.

what party you're a part of,
how you dress,
who you screw.
or what you dream of.

because everytime i look at you,
i see me.
and everytime i hear you cry
i feel the tears of God.

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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