Does It Make Any Sense?

Do you know what it is to be an outsider

on the other side of the fence?

How alone you would feel, if excluded you were.

Does it make any sense?


Can you imagine the isolated soul

with no-one in sight to hear

the cries and the tears that your heart would shed,

and the constant, looming fear?


Can you see in your mind the life of a man

without anywhere to belong?

Because a society judged him unworthy,

because they think they’re right, and he’s wrong.


Try and imagine the pain that you’d feel,

with sneers and hateful words, and spit at your heels.

What would it be like if the gates were locked;

you couldn’t get in, and you couldn’t get out?


Imagine the feeling that you’re worthless,

some dirt that’s been stepped on by someone’s uncaring shoe.

Perhaps at that point it’s too much for your heart,

and you take your own life, to stop it hurting you.


Imagine this world, for maybe a minute,

after that you can stop; you don’t like it, sure

but there are people who go through this every day,

and they can’t stop it, unless they’re no more.


So when you hear of hate, bigots and death,

don’t side with haters, cause that’s how you’ve been bred.

Imagine how it is, or was for that guy,

the one that’s hurt, or lying dead.


So imagine the feelings and memories too,

of people oppressed, hated, abused;

Of people who lived outside of that fence

and what they came to – does it make sense?


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