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10,000 Voices
I know
That you have seen
The boy at the corner of the lunch room,
Though
Most of the time
He tries to hide from you.
Behind laughs
And too many curse words to count
And “I don’t cares”
And “go suck a-”
Well.
I probably shouldn’t
Say that word here.
But you get the idea.
I know
You know that kid.
And before you say
“That kid is annoying”
Please take a second
To slip into his jordans,
Which is probably hard to do
Because you’ve probably
Never even seen his shoes.
You never gave him that time
Why?
I don’t know you
And I’m not trying fire off
Shots. I’m
Not packing
I swear
But
Honestly, why?
Everybody says that world hunger
Is a tragedy,
But so few ever have the balls
To give up their lunch.
And the same goes for lunch tables
And kids without friends,
Who feel they are not worth the time you would have to spend
To sit with them
Because it seems that
Nobody
ever
has.
This isn’t supposed to be a guilt trip,
I just wanted to call it to your attention
And raise a call to action.
Because God really loves those kids
And because those kids don’t know that.
Could you show them?
Because 10,000 people have already told them
That someone cares
And those chairs
At their lunch table
Are still
Empty
I’m not asking you to
Give up your friends.
I’m suggesting
you make an effort
To make a new one.
And, before you judge
Maybe take a good
Long
;look at their shoes.
You might be surprised
That their jordans are fake
And that the souls
Are held together by tape
That they scraped
off the bottom
Of the lunch tables
nobody ever wanted to sit at.
That those shoes
Really cost ten dollars at walmart
I mean
That's all the money mom had left over
After that pill poppin’ session last weekend
And now
They don’t have the money
For medicine for
The mental health disorder
They’ve dealt with since the 7th grade.
I’m not saying
their perfectly innocent.
I’m say
Their life may be
More difficult
Than you think.
I’m saying
Nobody deserves the perfect love we receive
from Christ.
Yet we persist
To hoard it.
Why?
I think I’ve said
what I need to say.
But
Words only go so far.
If you missed it,
In all rhymes,
I’m asking you
To love people
Like Jesus did.
He loved to
Fill the seats
Of that kid’s table
And show him
What it looks like
To love.
Because he knew
That 10,000 people
Had already told him.
Thank you.
For listening.
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This has been a topic heavy on my heart for a long time, but I never knew how to express in my art until now. I hope others can enjoy reading this poem as much as I have enjoyed writing it and also that they can do something about it.