What is that person standing there?
A Muslim – a black – a Jew?
Why ask it when you already know?
It’s a person – same as you.
Monthly Archives: February 2017
What
A Story Untold
A story untold cannot be seen when
Untyped, unwritten, untaped:
Where could such a book be bought?
Where could such a play be heard
Or such a film be played?
And yet, as thoughts build up the plot,
As conflicts rise and peak,
A light brush paints emotions, clear,
Upon the author’s cheek.
Eyes cast inward cannot see
The painting on display.
Eyes without can only guess
The book or movie or play.
Payment in Advance
I pay now for another’s choice
But also for my own
I did not speak out or raise my voice –
And that shame is mine alone.
My silence then was cowardice,
My disbelief unwise,
But to keep them now, to turn my back,
Is closing more than eyes.
A New Hope
Brought into the world for all
Our sakes: a gift to the family,
Ready-made, but also another chance, a
New hope, however uncertain, for the future
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