Get Your Premium Membership

And I Will Show You

Show me someone keen to die, And I will show you someone who does not know how to live. Show me someone who is prepared to die, And I will show you someone who wants to live. Show me someone who lives for tomorrow, And I will show you someone full of sorrow. Show me the perfect painting, And I will show you something not worth buying. Show me a perfect general, And I will see you at his funeral. Show me a gambler who has never lost, And I will show you how much his future will cost. Show me someone afraid of losing, And I will show someone in for a bruising. Show me a lonely leader, And I will show you a team in disorder. Show me someone who never learned to laugh, And I will show you someone whose life has been tough. Show someone who has hope, And I will show you someone who did not feed them dope. Show me a happy marriage, And I will show you what most can manage. Show me them and us, And I will show you a burnt-out bus. Show me a photo of you and me, And I will invite you to tea. Show me perfection, And I will show you stagnation. Show me someone prepared for a fight, And I will show a future that is bright. Show me someone who wants peace on their terms, And I will show you who that harms. Show me someone who knows a friend when they see one, And I will show you someone happy til the end.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 7/6/2020 12:20:00 AM
This didactic has a marvelous continuity.
Login to Reply
Smith Avatar
David Smith
Date: 7/6/2020 2:09:00 AM
That means a lot coming from you Caren. The stanza I feel the most is . . . them and us and a burnt out bus. It i is something I think about a lot and I have written other poems about them and us and where that mentality leads us. Not easy to always be objective but I keep trying in a world where there are fewer two way streets and everyone wants to be politically correct and expects friendships as a result. Words without actions are meaningless. Thanks again David in NZ

Book: Reflection on the Important Things