Poetry

It isn’t the pen, but the writer
Not the tracks, but the runner
It isn’t the tool, but the workman


It
isn’t the sex, but the person


It
is not the color, but character


Not
the creed, but the spirit


it
is not the rhetorics, but the actions



It isn’t the action, but the attitude
Not the speech, but the thoughts
It isn’t money, but its uses

It isn’t the end, but the means
Not the conquests of yesterdays but today’s challenges


Its
n't yesterday, but today and tomorrow



It isn’t the status, but the person
Not the messenger, but the message
It isn’t the law, but the user

It isn’t the song, but its rhythms
Not the policies, but the people
It isn’t time length, but its quality

It is not the smoke, but the cause
Not the person, but its principles
Not the looks, but the values

Not the party, but the ideologies
It isn’t the theories, but the practices
Not the place, but the people


it
is not your race, but our humanity





It is not I, but
you


It isn't you,
but us


Not one but all
... that ever counts