What would you, please…?: A poem 

I can tell you that there can be darkness 

in a hallway with all the lights on 

That you can feel ever so confident 

of your step, and still be blind 

That the universe of your aspirations 

only displays your utter poverty 

That you may have been a veteran thespian 

but still never have acted out your part 

That you may have learnt no wisdom 

from all the ages that you spent 

You may feel like King Solomon 

passing judgement, but may have never judged yourself! 

You may have written reams of paper 

but they could only be worth beneath the toilet seat 

And if you have only nothing said 

but you have only walked a passive tread, 

you may have left immaculate imprints  

on the never crumbling stones of eternity 

You may have been a mere flightless bird 

but may have had your ink on the stars 

Humility is braver in every way than those 

who impose their words on others with their swords 

You may have never known any God-claiming religion 

but may have known God better with your silent soul