![]() If I Were You.......A Poem by Easter3![]() If I Were You and You Were Me........![]() If I Were You And You Were Me For just One Day What a different World Reality There Might Be “Daddy, for Christmas, May I have a Chemistry Set ?” “But, Baby Doll, that’s a Boy’s Toy Chemistry’s not for you. I’ve already thought it through And bought you your Chatty Lucy Lou Doll Pull her string, and she’ll Talk and Walk you Into one Wall after another Wall after another Wall…. If I Were You And You Were Me For just One Day What a different World Reality There Might Be “Preacher Strict, sir, I am a Seminarian, too But my Hand in Answer to your Questions Has been raised each and every time I Have Read and Researched And Know my Lessons well.” “Do tell.” “But you continue to OverLook me Look Past me And only acknowledge the Men in this classroom….” “Young Lady, you must Know your Place. Adam came before Eve You are but an extension of His Rib Your Place is Behind Men Or Beneath Men Or at Man’s side, Glamorous, but Silent And wistfully Smiling That’s what The Lord and Men Find beguiling And may I Add the intractable Math Your InConsiderate and InAppropriate Actions Of Curious Intellect And an Eagerly waving Hand to every Question Make you out to Be Don’t you See A Distraction of Subtraction Know Your Place….. If I Were You And You Were Me For just One Day What a different World Reality There Might Be Oh Child with Hungry Eyes As Desolate and Distracted As this Mis-Begotten War shredded and torn Landscape Of Rubble and Ruin With Hands outstretched like searching Claws Your Mother lost to a Self-Sacrificing Bomb Your Father lost to a Robotic buzzing Drone You have never Known A Life of Peace Of Ease Of Harmony and Prosperity Will you Grow-up To Forever Croak out Your Ancestors Discordant, Strident Eternally Perpetuated Destructive Vengeful War Cries ? If I Were You And You Were Me For just One Day What a different World Reality There Might Be That Poor Soul With Feet dirty and bare Lying in the gutter Dreaming a Lost Dream Squirming and writhing around In his World’s Shadow-ridden Night-Mares Hear their hooves A- Pounding Hear the Drunk’s Heart and Head ReSounding From humiliation and shame The Blame Game Alone and Broken His Name Mis-Spoken His Home ? Hard, cold pavement and grime Bad Luck and repetitively Questioned Choices His Crime and Punishment A Life Of Poverty and Rebuke Forgotten and UnFinished Reasons and Rhymes…… If I Were You And You Were Me For just One Day What a different World Reality There Might Be A Child born Gay Made miserable and UnHappy Because no one in their World Can or Will Tolerate him or Accept Him As He Is Every day the Message he receives is “You are not Right in your Head You are Screwed up, and down, and all around You are an Embarrassment - an Humiliation to this Family And everyone else in your Life and Ours You are Damaged Goods Can’t you See that if you really Loved and Honored Your Family and Everyone else You’d Straighten-up ! You’d Change ! You’re a Bad Influence on Everyone You are a Walking and Talking Heartache You are to Be Rejected, Dejected and Scorned Spat upon and Made Forlorn You’re UnDeserving Of a Good and Whole and Happy Life Of a good Job Of Friends Of Family Don’t You See ?” If I Were You And You Were Me For just One Day What a different World Reality There Might Be “But you’re the wrong Religion You Being a part of Us Can never Be Your God is the wrong god How can you not Know My god is the Only True God And yours is not Real So, what’s the Deal ? Convert, and it will Set You Free To join our Group Our Self-righteously, Exclusionary Colony….. If I Were You And You Were Me For just One Day What a different World Reality There Might Be “But you said that you Loved me You took an Oath For Richer or Poorer In Sickness and in Health Forever and ever, Amen….” “Yeah, but that was Yesterday Every Day is a New Day And I no longer Feel that way Sorry, about the Kids They’ll be alright with you But you’ll have to get a Real Job “Cause me and my New Love Are off for Timbuctu and Kalamazoo So, try not to Boo-hoo You have your whole Life in front of you Toodle-oooo…….” If I Were You And You Were Me For just One Day What a different World Reality There Might Be “But Alliances were Formed And Treaties were signed Why are you pointing Your Missiles and Nukes At Me and Mine ? We have shed our blood for Oil and Treasure And our Oil for Blood Money From Silent Corporate Partner Banks While our Children cried out And were mowed down by Bullets and Tanks And all for Power and Money shifting Lies Rags to Riches And Riches to Rags Hear the Darwinian Dogs Howling ? Isn’t that the Great Dream That has left us All Clutching the Rotting Bags ?” If I Were You And You Were Me For just One Day What a different World Reality There Might Be “Knock, knock, let me in What’s wrong with the Color Of my Skinny-skin-skin ? The Skin I was Born Within ? Talk to Me Get to Know Me I’m a lot like You Or not so much like You But Human, nevertheless Stop Looking only Skin Deep And Telling Me Nevermore, Nevermore You’ll never pass Our or Society’s Tests What a Mess Immigrants and Refugees They’re all a part of You and Me Please, Open the Doors of Opportunity And offer me And all of these An Open and Accepting Hand Let’s Build Bridges throughout the Land….. Wait, Where did you go ?” If I Were You And You Were Me For just One Day What a different World Reality There Might Be The Whales and Dolphins Songs Are Transforming To agonizing Death Wails Human-made Experiments Chemicals and Waste Are bringing an End To Flora and Fauna Everywhere In ever elevating Haste Humanity is doing its Best (and Worst) To continually Deficate In Mother Earth’s Overtaxed and OverCrowded Cosmological Nest…. If I Were You And You Were Me For just One Day What a different World Reality There Might Be ! © 2016 Easter3 |
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Added on June 9, 2016 Last Updated on June 9, 2016 Tags: Family Relationships, War, Culture, Being Gay, Sexism, Classism, Racism, Children, Religion, Refugees, Poverty, International Affairs, Environment Author![]() Easter3Liberty Hill, TXAboutLeah Sellers is a native Texan who has enjoyed four varied careers in her lifetime as a: Secondary Education teacher in the fields of English, History, Journalism and Special Education, an Activity di.. more..Writing
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