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