Don't Forget Me

DON’T FORGET ME PLEASE – I’M THE ONE… © ARC


July 19, 1997
(Revised - 2nd Printing 4/6/18)


Forest – Campfires – Brilliant Stars – Full Moon –
Children Laughing – Guitar Singing – Late June.

Love by my Side – Peace and Freedom my Right –
Benevolent Feelings Peer Campers throughout Site.

The Breeze welcomed after Hot Sumer Day –
that was filled with Hiking – Exploring Play.

The Wind suddenly picks up Bringing Cries –
and I hear the Poignant Whispers and Sighs.

Don’t Forget Me Please as you sit by the Fire –
Hear My Pleading Voice in the Universal Choir.

I’m the woman sealed in a room by Muslim father –
for sin of man seeing my face who was not brother.

I’m the black on death row down south condemned to die –
for killing man who raped my daughter three feet high.

I’m the injured soldier denied benefits for vets –
because my mission was secret to all except pets.

I’m the immigrant who fears biased American rules –
for I hearkened to Statue of Liberty word jewels.

I’m the battered wife who fears for life –
by drunken husband sadistically loving strife.

I’m abused child of parents who use drugs –
my life is torture, fear, rats, and bugs.

I’m the homeless who can’t find a job –
society turns its head, calls me a slob.

I’m the addict with a disease detested by all –
if I had epilepsy or diabetes, could walk tall.

I’m the minority prejudiced by whites –
keeping me down to secure their rich heights.

I’m the Jew persecuted for aeons there and here –
no crimes, just Godly survival, yet you fear.

I’m the Christian who yearns for serenity –
but am martyred for belief in the Trinity.

I’m the Catholic married by Higher Power –
yet condemned by religious in church tower.

I’m the Indian who reveres all nature –
but proselytized by ideology nomenclature.

I’m the homosexual disorientated at birth –
who suffers from prejudicial cruel mirth.

I’m the unborn to be killed –
my destiny eternally stilled.

I’m the primitive free from industrial hell –
forced to join civilized who live in a cell.

I’m the animal tortured for your pleasure –
experiments not anesthetized to build treasure.

I’m the old who are ignored like trash –
we’ve lost our value in assets and cash.


I’m the youth with no hope for tomorrow –
poor education, discipline breed sorrow.

I’m the oppressed by tyrants who reign –
my life is slavery, hunger, and pain.

I’m the vet who fought for your rights –
can’t sleep because of war image nights.

I’m the woman who should be your equal –
but disparity is a never ending sequel.

I’m the man struggling for fulfillment –
reduced to puppet disillusionment.

I’m child born out of wedlock branded illegitimate sin –
parents married like Adam/Eve birthing Able our kin.

I’m the disabled through no choice of my own –
you hope science never considers me a clone.

I’m the retarded who will never achieve like you succeed –
you look at the garden of human life as if I was a weed.

I’m the freak of nature with body mismatched –
you turn your face as if my birth was hatched.

I’m the foreigner not welcomed to your land –
your ancestors made it, but me want to band.

I’m the descendant of the slave bought and sold –
keeping me disadvantaged with your color class hold.

I’m the slum city child who sees no birds or trees –
sameness, drabness, stench, garbage aura my breeze.

I’m the citizen growing more helpless every day –
as government sells its soul to evil’s way.



I’m the third world country across the sea –
praying you will adopt like Alaska/Hawaii.

I’m the ex-con who did wrong, paid fair price –
yet you still throw stones, treat me like lice.

The Wind Cries transformed to subliminal sleep –
I’m the never ending others who lamentably weep.

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