I Belong
I Belong poem stories

dannyballan Poet | Novelist | Musician
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I belong to no country, no race, no religion. Who or what do you belong to? Here's a poem that might pose some interesting questions for you.

I Belong

I belong to no country

you may war against,

and tomorrow's place

I find, for my head,

under your military boots,

and the roaring thunder

of your steel shaking my ground.

I belong to no race,

where a color mismatch

can take your reason away,

and all your eyes can see

is but a shade of who I am;

and you pull a trigger

and kill all that can be killed

in me, except for a soul

whose color I share with you all,

I don't expect you to see;

you are already color blind.

I belong to no religion,

in whose choice of god

has conflicted with yours,

and by killing me you are

killing every possible chance

we might, one day,

find out all along we have

been living under the same sun;

worshipping the same god.

You cannot understand--

you are the almighty

passing judgments and sentencing

people to death without a warrant,

like the many leaves in fall

you and I or anyone

might be the yellow ones.

I belong to no man

no country

no race

no religion;

I belong to you,

and you do belong

to me.

I am simply a man

and if that you cannot understand,

go ahead and kill me brother

and pretend

whatever you may want to pretend--

for I will haunt you,

and you will find me--

every night in your nightmarish dreams;

and know when you killed me

you had just killed yourself

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