For All

The drunkard on the street

Begging with dirty fingers

Is no less worthy.

The banker mired in wealth,

Fiddling his taxes

Has access to everlasting love.

The warlord

Entrenched in violence

Could touch the eternal flame.

The everyman

Just getting on

Is a request away from energy.

The robber, the thief, the swindler,

And the police

Are equally entitled.

All are welcomed

Into the heart of love,

The sun inside, shining infinitely.

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