I could have been born a woman in Somalia
I could have been born a gay man in Iran
I could have been born transgender to Christian Fundamentalists
I could have been born a poet to ‘white trash’ —
(I use the word advisedly and respectfully: those who do not know who their people are,
Perhaps I am one
Who escaped on the racks to Grammar
But who still kicks and cries like a c#nt
And does things spellcheck
Would never allow —
Springsteen sang
“Don’t you feel like you’re a rider on a downbound train.”)
We must explain to the latter
Cos they don’t know their place
The former know how things are - their apocalypse
Their loss of faith
Their abandonment by God
Is as nothing
As it would have been were I they
Deprived a voice
Deprived a pen
The racists have a word for them
A word that they think gives them authority
But all of us are accidents
And heresy is the only possibility
As Jesus learned
Not comparing myself to him
That’s just a trick of English
- the language…
Jah bless
One Love xx
© Malachi Doyle 2022.
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