I thought of a place <br />A place where my soul could go to be alone. <br />From here to there with fragile wings <br />I have flown. <br /> <br />Where I could be myself, <br />With all my faults, faults multiplied by ten. <br />Faults I confessed to myself, often. <br /> <br />Where I could observe and understand <br />The workings of the universe <br />A universe that often seems to work <br />To my mind in total reverse. <br /> <br />I thought of a place where <br />There would be a meeting place <br />For all colours and accents without anybody <br />Trying to outdo the other <br />Trying to outtalk and show their superiority <br />Over another's culture and birth. <br /> <br />Words, like needles, often prick. <br />Be yourself, that is the trick. <br /> <br />I thought of a place <br />Where they would look at the person <br />Behind the strange name, strange face <br />Strange accent and strange degrees. <br /> <br />And that is the truth in every country and city. <br /> <br />Unfortunately, more's the pity <br />We can educate and prune <br />From Arctic winter to monsoon; <br />There is a high born accent <br />A low born accent <br />and also a third world accent <br />And for those who live in a tent. <br /> <br />Tell me, is there any such place? <br /> <br />Copyright: Rani Turton<br /><br />Rani Turton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-thought-of-a-place/
