What if..?
In my head there is a flutter of life
words, phrases,ideas
concepts, worries, theories
brilliance, and nonsense at the same time.
A silent speech that never dies
thrives inside of my head; asking
What if.
What is it, when there are two minutes left in class,
and I am standing by the door,
the force that keeps me from walking out?
A gravitational pull, that stays in effect until the sound tolls.
But one day, I realize, I control the force.
What if
I just leave?
What is it that tells us that girls wear skirts
and boys wear shorts?
The arbitrary set of rules created by
the standards of a stranger.
Who is this stranger?
He only controls, if I believe that he does.
What if
boys wore skirts,
and girls wore shorts?
What makes the boy with the glasses,
the freckles, and the books
a nerd?
We control the status.
What if
I say: the boy with the Nike’s, the jersey,
and the carelessness
is a nerd?
What if we all shared smiles
What if we all gave help when it was needed
What if there was no bullying
What if there was no hunger
What if healthcare was free
What if food was assured
What if home was something everybody had
What if, I ask.
What if.
In my head there is a flutter of life
words, phrases,ideas
concepts, worries, theories
brilliance, and nonsense at the same time.
A silent speech that never dies
thrives inside of my head; asking
What if.
What if the speech did not remain silent.
What if we all spoke up.
Speak up.
I am speaking up.
