The Leper

I ring my bell So you can run and flee, And I bear my cloak To keep you safe from my disease. Never once have I felt a gentle touch Or heard kind words from a stranger For fear overrides all sympathy. You say I am lucky That I get to stay in my home— As long as I forever ring my bell— But I don’t call that “luck”, I call that basic humanity: Something that is meant for everyone. Now, like a criminal Who bears the obvious marks of prison, I am given a wide berth Whilst I wander forevermore; Ringing my bell again and again Until that is all I can hear. And, just to be kind upon your mortal eyes, I wear the black cloak you gave me So you will never have to see My hideous face— Though I am forced to stare at yours.