I understand that I’m not human

but how did I get to be that way?

Born of your loins

your human flesh

given a name

baptized in the church

(by you,

of all people)

such human things



opposable thumbs

But the way you treat me

I’m not of your kind

not human

nor slave

or animal

not living

at all



Filed under Free Verse, Letter

2 responses to “Human

  1. Bob

    I feel bad for the speaker in this poem, unfortunately some people choose to treat others this way and it makes me sick, great write.

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