for a minute for an hour
for a day if you’d have the courage to try
the world will slander
insult, cuss, spit its venom
absorbed in its oblivious self-obbsession
it over-rides the pain of others
But what gave it the right
to judge me
without taking a walk in my shoes?
for a minute for an hour for a day
if you’d have the courage to try.
all a world, a society, a nation will view
is a person’s screams, pained face, angry soul
expressions
when they forget to recognize
the person is walking on fire
they are battling a hurricane
they are suffocating in high tides
don’t make them drown
for a minute for an hour
for a day
if you’d have the courage to try.
