My view is yellow and blue, at times I can see green
Yours is red and blue, and purple can be seen
With blue we both see eye to eye, our perspectives are the same
But when discussing yellow and red, it becomes a different game
I cannot convince you of yellow, for me there is no red
Our experience cannot be shared, let's try something new instead
What if I just listened about your red and blue
And how they combine to make purple, that's how it is for you.
I need not pass a judgement, nor believe it in my heart
To listen just to understand is a skillset and an art
I ask you too for willingness, when I speak of yellow and green
To believe my perspective is MY truth, though to you it is unseen
It will require us to set aside the prize of being right
There really are no winners until we can unite
United doesn't mean that we all must think the same
But understanding differences could really change the game
Accepting green exists for me as purple does for you
May open common space to see we're both just human too.
Kim Leatherman ~
The Root of U.S . .