Will you talk to me!
If I am a labor, coming home with dust and sweat
If I am a homeless child, with bare flesh and hungry
If I am a leprotic man, slowly decaying away alive
If I am a prostitute, forced to sell my mind and body
If I am a poor man, ashen by the hellish heat of a kiln,
If I am a transgender, not given the choice to choose my sex
If I am a gay person, holding hands with same gender
If I am an acid victim, revenged upon by beastly desires
If I am the ONE, not meeting your set standards of beauty and grace!
Yes, I am dirty!
Yes, I am weak!
Yes, I am diseased!
Yes, I am broken!
Yes, I am sad!
Yes, I am incomplete!
Yes, I am damaged!
BUT…….. Can’t you see???
I am one of YOU
I am a part of YOU…….
Stop making me suffer
For things I have no control on
Stop shaming me for my gender
For my looks, for my status,
For my sexuality, for my race…….
For I carry the same flesh and blood
For I too, am recognized as a HUMAN.
So I ask you this one more time.
Will you talk to me?
Or will you just pass by?
Ignoring my silent pleas,
Shutting my silent screams,
Crashing the gleaming beads,
Of hope that I carry in my glistening eyes.
Would you leave, or would you turn around?
With a smile plastered upon your face
Just to………………. TALK TO ME.