“What’s this world come to now?
Do people really only wanna hear one sound?
Cause I swear my ears are burning
From all the words bigger people are throwing
I think I’ll stick to being small
I kinda like the freedom I find in this tiny hall
The smaller this room gets, the better I feel
The closer our people get, the more it feels like a steal
Cause this kind of love is free
If you want some, baby all you gotta do is smile at me
What’s the big deal if I love him or her?
What’s so wrong with feeling this good about being together?
It’s all about being happy right?
Sometimes I think being blind is better than having clear sight
I don’t judge you
But it seems judgment fills your mind
Just grab their hand
Don’t worry about their color or the way they stand?
They’re still your brother or sister
We have a right to love the person who makes us laugh
Just listen, don’t try and figure out if it’s a woman or a man
See, baby don’t you feel better
All this love is free
If you want some, baby all you gotta do is smile at me
Cause I have no problem smiling at you
And I’ll fight my hardest to stand up for you
Cause really this world is all about love
It’s about making sure people have enough
It’s not about taking from them
Especially if they don’t have much, don’t you understand
Some of us only have our hearts
And we all work hard just to try and start
So that when we reach the end
Just maybe
We’ll see all those people smiling and holding hands
So brother and sister, I’m telling you now
The love I give to you is free
All I ask for in return
Is for you to smile at me”
-Anne Santos
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Smiling at you. Love the poem and the header pic. Look up. Ali