CoyoteMagic
RIP ?-2014
I posted this somewhere around here before but thought I would share it again.
Nek's poem (written for a young friend who was being bullied because of his spiritual beliefs)
Why do you look at me with such disdain?
I see much anger and fear in your eyes.
Why do you fear me?
What have I done to you?
Or is it your own lack of understanding,
that brings your fear?
Is it my difference you do not understand and fear?
Are we so different?
Do you not search for understanding?
Do you not seek the answers why?
Do you not express your spirit in the way that you have learned?
Do I call what you do wrong?
You find your understanding within the walls of a church,
I find mine within all that the Creator has made.
You come to worship your god on Sunday morning,
I worship mine, morning, noon and night.
Is not your god my god?
Was not the god of Abraham also the god of Muhammad?
Was not the god of Buddah also the god of Jesus?
Do you not call to your god in times of sorrow?
So do I.
Do you not praise your god for the blessings bestowed upon you?
So do I.
Have you not cursed your god when your wishes were not fullfilled?
Sadly, so have I.
Do you believe me to be evil?
And yet my first "commandment" is to do no harm.
You preach of forgiveness,
Yet condemn what you don't understand.
Look into my heart, that is where my god resides.
He has taught me not to hate you for being different,
But to love you for who you are.
Has not yours taught you the same?
Nek's poem (written for a young friend who was being bullied because of his spiritual beliefs)
Why do you look at me with such disdain?
I see much anger and fear in your eyes.
Why do you fear me?
What have I done to you?
Or is it your own lack of understanding,
that brings your fear?
Is it my difference you do not understand and fear?
Are we so different?
Do you not search for understanding?
Do you not seek the answers why?
Do you not express your spirit in the way that you have learned?
Do I call what you do wrong?
You find your understanding within the walls of a church,
I find mine within all that the Creator has made.
You come to worship your god on Sunday morning,
I worship mine, morning, noon and night.
Is not your god my god?
Was not the god of Abraham also the god of Muhammad?
Was not the god of Buddah also the god of Jesus?
Do you not call to your god in times of sorrow?
So do I.
Do you not praise your god for the blessings bestowed upon you?
So do I.
Have you not cursed your god when your wishes were not fullfilled?
Sadly, so have I.
Do you believe me to be evil?
And yet my first "commandment" is to do no harm.
You preach of forgiveness,
Yet condemn what you don't understand.
Look into my heart, that is where my god resides.
He has taught me not to hate you for being different,
But to love you for who you are.
Has not yours taught you the same?