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MY THOUGHT MY LANGUAGE
Kindness is my dialect.
That I'm growing up as a language.
It's taught by nature,
Seem so short and easy to speak,
but its echoes are truly endless.
It sounds in the deaf ears,
which they hear only of all languages.
Surprisingly spoken by the doom as their only
language in the world.
Kindness is my language.
It makes what is excellent in others
belong to you likewise.
I wonder if the world would have used
my language, how unique and complete
it would have been.
I sense a beautiful world that would go in when others are walking out on one's problems.
I sense a world that would know that the way to thank God for one's sight is by giving a helping hand to someone in the dark.
My language would be appreciated for making everyone smile.
My language would be generally accepted by everyone for brightening life.
Roland Topsy Gbaye
The Liberian poet.
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