I
wish these words could fly off of this page,
Out
of my rage,
And
resonate
Into
your mind
So
you couldn’t sow
The
seeds that show
Your
ignorance.
I
wish I held the antidote to the vile poison you carelessly inject,
Because
you don’t expect
Consequences.
For
these words that you spew
You
can never undo
The
pain.
I
wish you could catch every tear that soaks his pillow at night
Stored
in the reservoir, in fear you might
Shout
“cry baby.”
Just
as his father who told him to be a man,
Who
used up his punches, then ran
Leaving
nothing.
But
I know that these wishes I make as I gaze at the endless possibilities
You
have in this life
Will
melt like his hopes and his dreams.
Unless
Unless
you take the time to think before you speak
To
realize that every action comes with a consequence
To
see that maybe his pants are too short
Because
his mother spent her last five dollars last week.
To
see that at the end of the day,
You
and him,
You
and me,
We’re
all the same birds of a different prey.
