Notes On Respect

when i meet you, and stand up
to look you in the eyes and shake your hand...
i dont see a white man, a black man, Hispanic,
Asian, or Native American...
i dont see male or female,
learned or unlearned, rich or poor...
i dont see Baptist or atheist, Muslim or Buddhist,
Catholic, straight or gay...
i see a human being.
i choose to respect you.
and expect the same from you!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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