Special Gifts
Behind the veil
In the shade
Behind the smile
Behind the ruse of
Sitting idly, I listen, I watch
My mind goes astray
So many voices
So many conclusions
My mind a tool of organization
There are shelves sorting
At every moment
There are compartments destined
Directly for the garbage
There are bins for maybe with conditions
Every idea fully under scrutiny
They are not the same being
They are as different as night and day
The same in heart only
The vastness is only seen and felt
In person
Yet there is a rigidity of expectations
A boastfulness behind the agreed upon
Treatments, plans
I fight the conformity
They want me to agree directly
Afterall, I am not the one skilled
I did not have a curriculum of study
What they should see is that I've been
Schooled by the best
I've been in laboratory dissecting
The test subject all along
I am familiar with them in particular
You may tell me what the book says
I may have read it too
I am not pretending to be all-knowing
I will not always accept the prescription
That is made for everyone
I will respect you if you respect me
They were born out of my heart
Give validity to that
The voices around me
Seem to be shouting sometimes
As if that will somehow
Make them seem more right
They should be reminded that they are here
Because I asked them to be
Show yourself worthy of my request
Remove yourself from the box
Confining your thoughts to their prison
I will make a difference in the lives
That for now belong to me
Turning them over into their adulthood
You have the choice
To make the difference everyday
So silence your never-ending voices
and listen
Nothing worthy of love and kindness
Fits into your perfect indistinguishable
Boxes
Each gift is unlike the other
Each as beautiful as the other
See them clearly just as they are
Put your lenses to your eyes
They are not dim and blurry
They shine brightly as a
many faceted diamond.
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