by juggle5 artwork Fingerprint Portrait 02
from Flickr originally uploaded here
This poem was written for Poefusion , Monday Mural ; whereas the author asks what words and thoughts are provoked by the image. Here are my thoughts . . .
The Stranger
Does the stranger pose danger?
Or is our fear just another prejustice
Taught to us from childhood on?
Or is our fear just another prejustice
Taught to us from childhood on?
Does the stranger pose danger?
Or is our fear just another assumption; injustice
for which we so easily pass on?
What are the statistics of the stranger
Who lurks into our minds; our nightmares, our fears?
. . .who causes our hearts to race; our eyes to scan. . .
Does the stranger pose danger?
Is he a rapist, a pedifile, a robber, a murderer?
Or is the stranger simply just a man without a plan?
Discrimination in a nutshell, beautifully written hun, wows!
Your poem touches base with me, for sure. I learned what my stranger’s name was later and a partial reason for why he attacked me. Sometimes looking over your shoulder at the sea of strangers before you isn’t a bad idea. Well done. Have a nice day.
Unfortunately I could not see the photo… But I can imagine it through your words… you speak of this stranger… I believe we pose danger to our selves… we are the judge … that is the stranger… Beautifully written
“Or is the stranger simply just a man without a plan?”
@SF. Thanks lil sis. PLL, CordieB.
@Michelle. Welcome. Thanks for dropping in. I’ve enjoyed reading your poetry. I’m glad your attacker was caught and you have been able to move on. Will visit you soon. Do visit again! PLL, CordieB.
@ In the words of a true angelic spirit . . . So true Enreal. Peace, Light and Love . . . CordieB.