Twisted Identification

5/31/13 A spoken word poem

Flashback to as far back as the mind goes,

Masculinity is mighty and feminism is flawed,

Man is right and woman is wrong,

Boy is strong and girl is weak,

I’m a gentleman as long as I’m on top,

She can’t speak unless spoken to,

No place for women at the pulpit,

Men can’t learn from lesser beings.

 

Flashback to four years old,

The first time he was told,

Homosexuals will burn eternally,

Because they’re f*****s,

He said God doesn’t love them,

They’re an abomination to creation.

 

Flashback to age twelve,

Welcome to the USA,

Export the Mexicans,

Eliminate the rag heads,

Burn the gays.

 

Flashback to seventh grade,

She left him for her,

The hate talk convinced him,

All gays were always wrong.

 

Flashback to freshmen year,

It was Halloween,

Debate class in the morning,

She was dressed as a nerd,

But obviously that so wasn’t her,

Because she was Iranian,

He asked where her turban was,

Said her outfit wasn’t complete without it.

 

Flashback to the close-minded, conservatively, homeschooled child,

Racism was as familiar as his father’s laugh,

Sexism known like the scent of his mother’s casseroles,

Ignorance was his bestfriend,

And hate pumped through his veins.

 

I don’t know if right wing racist remarks are forgivable,

But the one he was bred to despise showed nothing but forgiveness.

 

 

The Iranian girl shed tears,

Which caused him to shed his foggy lens,

For the first time, he saw his own sins,

A joke rooted in hate hurt an innocent girl,

An innocent tear hurt an ignorant boy,

I am an ignorant boy,

I felt her pain,

I stabbed myself with shame,

She befriended me,

She forgave.

 

Flawed people produced twisted identification,

She isn’t the Iranian girl,

Just a person.

 

Mexican, black, dark skinned, or light,

Christian, Atheist, Muslim,

Left wing or right,

Straight, gay, man, woman,

Irrelevant.

 

Mexican, black, dark skinned, or light,

Christian, Atheist, Muslim,

Left wing or right,

Straight, gay, man, woman,

Human.

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

A wonderfully designed piece. It takes us on the journey of time and learning and leaves us with a very wise ending. So true... we are all the human race... nothing else really matters. Differences are there to make us unique in our own personal ways. That uniqueness is designed to help create a better world as a whole, not create walls and emotional conflicts.
Mankind would be wise to step away from all the biases that they have and see us for what we truly are... just humans upon the same rock.

Great Ink! Thanks for sharing!
Aaron - Wolfwind

[Kupendwa]

Thank you so much. I'm glad you and I see from the same perspective. (: