breathing in,
i take in the pains of hunger,
the ache of loss,
the despair of homelessness.

breathing out,
i exhale oneness, sameness,
and peace.

breathing in,
i take in prejudice, hatred,
fear, and anger,
and the blackness of greed.

breathing out,
i exhale forgiveness,
understanding, and compassion.

Eric Cockrell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morning-meditation-3/