How Would You See Me ?

roger-turner Poems

If you saw me sitting in the park Feeding pigeons for a while Would you give me not a second thought Would you look at me and smile? If while I fed the pigeons I was talking really loud With no one there to listen Not one person, not a crowd Would you look at me as crazy Would you think my mind was messed? Now put me in my uniform With my medals on my chest Now, would this make it different Am I different than before? For I didn't leave home like this It's the end result of war If you stood and saw me stumble From a bar mid afternoon Would you look at me and think "This one's drunk too soon"? Would you turn or change direction? Would you stay out of my path? Or would you slowly walk behind me And shake your head or maybe laugh? Would you look at me as crazy? Would you think my mind was messed? Now put me in my uniform With my medals on my chest Now, would this make it different Am I different than before? For I didn't leave home like this It's the end result of war If you saw me in a wheelchair On my crutches hobbling by Would you look at me as feeble Or would you turn away and sigh? Would you wonder just what happened To make me handicapped a might Or would you turn and switch direction? So I wasn't in your sight Would you think that I was lazy? Just because I couldn't walk Would you look at me as feeble? Would you take the time to talk? Just because I might be different Doesn't mean we are not equal There is two sides to a story There can always be a sequel Just because you might dress better And your suit is cut so fine I ask you just one question Would you lay it on the line? If your country came and asked you Would you sign up in a sec Or would you think there's always others I can just go write a cheque Now, if you saw me in the park again Standing solemn, lost in space Would you wonder what I'm thinking? Would you even see my face? Would you see me as a person? Would you walk on by and laugh? Would you ever even notice I was at the cenotaph Would you look at me as crazy? Would you think my mind was messed? Now put me in my uniform With my medals on my chest Now, would this make it different Am I different than before? For I didn't leave home like this It's the end result of war But, if you saw me feeding pigeons I ask you sir, would you If you saw me in my uniform Dare to come and say "Thank You"? .