The words you see upon the screen
Are put there by high tech machines.
They have no brain,
They can not think
For it is you that is the link.
The words pour forth for us to see
And I wonder what you think of me.
I could be red or black or brown,
Yellow or white,
But I have found
The words I see are from the heart,
It's all that matters on my part.
I've known all color, race and creed
And tried to fit in with thier need.
I've taken scorn and ridicule
For believing as I do,
But weathered each and every storm
Guided by my God and you.

--bingo91