I wrote this poem for a scholarship slam. I wrote most of it this morning, before I knew about the VEISHEA riots and what consequences they would bring to the whole university.
(Photo by Evelyn Hofer, Coney Island Zoo, 1964)
By Maggie McGinity
Try to see a world beyond yourself
How the future can fan out
From one fleet finger
One flicker of choice
People who take their plans
To say all other mans
Must be as they are
Believe as they believe
Leave when they say leave
When someone’s mere existence
Makes you sick
Regardless of figures and facts
When a mere association
Is enough justification
With just one thought.
The world is so huge.
So boring, so blah
A one-animal zoo.
Would you shop at a shoe store
With just one style of shoes?
Visit a bar
With just one kind of booze?
Do you, each day, eat the one same meal?
Do you, each night, have one emotion to feel?
You yourself are diverse in patterns and mood
So why can’t you live
And let the world be nothing
“I got soul but I’m not a soldier …
Yeah, you know you gotta help me out, yeah
Oh, don’t you put me on the back burner
You know you gotta help me out”
-“All These Things That I’ve Done” by The Killers