There Are No Agendas Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sun shining brightly into the senior center, illuminating
corners of darkness.

People sitting, reading, talking, eating, children having
fun, enjoying ping pong, billiards and games together.

No thoughts of hatred or racism, all types of people,
cultures, races, everyone smiling and having fun.

America is great in this way, people who come here legally
are honest, good souls without an agenda to do harm.

They just come and join in, being one with all of us, as
they teach their children to do the same.

Wouldn't it be great if this small sample of people could
be multiplied throughout the world, bringing peace and
happiness to everyone.