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








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