Let Me Not As Other Men
Let me not as other men,
Turn my face from hurt
From beggars with their empty hands,
Digging in the dirt.
Let me not as other men,
Lock myself away
In shelters, safe while homeless folk
Walk the streets all day.
Let me not as other men,
Toast, with rarest wine
And can't be bothered to spare a crumb
From banquets where I dine.
Let me not as other men,
Ignore the cries of pain
Coming from the little ones
Who won't go home again.
Let me not as other men,
Pass the dead-eyed faces
Of people who have lost it all
And dropped out of their races.
Let me not as other men,
Sneer at the reservations
Those ghettos full of broken spirits
Descendants of proud nations.
Let me not as other men,
View girls as less than boys
Use, abuse and then refuse
And throw them away like toys.
Let me not as other men,
Forget from whence I came
And set up kingdoms for myself
And play a rich man's game.
Let me not as other men,
Turn my back on love
That diamond that is still mined here
But formed by God above.
Let me not as other men,
Disdain the world around me
Who wandered deaf and dumb and blind
And lost till someone found me.
Let me not as other men,
Leave here not knowing why
And for what purpose I was born
Before I lay down and die.
Let me not as other men,
Die lonely and alone
Buried in a crypt of gold
That will never be my home.
Let me not as other men,
Though I am as weak as they
Leave this world a far worse place
©by Voo
July 6, 2011
As I sit here in the oncologist’s office, I think of where I’ve been, torn by an illness not of my own doing, yet watching those around now who I can reach with a smile, and not as others men!
ReplyDeleteI’m borrowing something from Rooster Cogburn:
Baby Sister, this is a beautiful poem for the beautiful people who get to read it!
My heartfelt brotherly love to them all. And to you my gentle Friend!
bless yo!
DeleteI just walked out the oncologists’ office. He said everything is great.
ReplyDeleteBut the icing on the cake is,
I HAVE INSPIRED HIM TO WRITE HIS OWN JOURNAL! I gave him a copy of mine recently and it was what he needed. He said he is putting his daily thoughts down and then reflecting on them later!
He just made my day!!!!
I just wanted to share that with you!
Wonderful news, David!!!! Yay!!!!
DeleteLet me not as other men, Ignore the cries of pain. Coming from the little ones, Who won't go home again.
ReplyDeleteLet me not as other men, Turn my back on love. That diamond that is still mined here, But formed by God above.
These lines really struck me in their own way. Love is the one thing that can change the lives of these little ones who have no one to protect them, as well as the homeless,and the beggars. They are truly the downtrodden!
And let me make sure that I've found my way into the hearts of people.