Dear Snob

I never walk for fitness
Coz I walk for conveyance
I don’t run to look cool
But I run to get to school


I never count my calories
I’m lucky just to have a bite
I don’t have the luxury of lifts
Stairs are all I have for any height


I fry my food and eat sugar
And it’s not often that I can
And I eat salt coz it feels mighty right
Remember, I’m lucky just to have a bite



You consider me ungodly for being polygamous
“Whats the difference?” I ask
I have five wives and my children are nineteen
You have one wife and your concubines umpteen


You think I’m crazy, I say not
You say I’m illogical, I think not
To you I’m reckless and senseless
But I know my life is not a mess



Listen to me western native
I am different but not inferior
My attempt at your language is not fine
But have you ever tried mine?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Corbin Avatar
August 25, 2014 at 9:17 AM
You sure raise some excellent points here John. I traveled a lot when I was younger, but until I did I really had no appreciation for other cultures. People really need to open their eyes. Thanks! Jim
Pen Avatar
September 17, 2014 at 7:35 AM
I have also done my fair share of travelling and I have learnt not to judge. Standards always differ
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