I like the idea of life being un-eventful
I like the idea of chaos turning to strict order
of the sky being the same colour day in and day out
of not being shocked with colour and drenched with the
effects the moon has on the river; shimmering and illuminating life around it.
I like the idea of everything turning to nothing
of the wind roaming about quietly and
of sound falling to its knees making way for endless still
If everything is the same,
If no one stands taller or falls short,
Then no one finds themselves at the end of our jokes
at the head of lines they should not lead or
behind lines they never should have crossed.
If equality existed in it’s extreme
If an uneven world gave way to excesses in balance
Or moved in such a way to let us all equally be,
We would see eye to eye
And shame would not be my cloak.
Copyright 2007-2008 F. Magdalene
While I do appreciate the changing sky and life coming forth from rivers and lakes I wanted to point out just our rigid a life it would be if nothing ever changed and if everyone were exactly like the person next to them. The poem also addresses abuse of power and stigma. The stigma addressed mainly has to do with mental illness but it certainly applies to physical disabilities.