When God Shows You the Light
I wrote this poetic monologue when I was seventeen years old. It was
part of a play I wrote and directed. It was published in a theatre anthology
used in High Schools as a text book. The writing is not polished but the intent
is heartfelt and I believe still relevant.
Young Man: So they wanted to send me to a special school,see. Cause I
wasn't as smart as the other kids. It wasn't that I was retarded or nothin' like
that. I was just slower at learning than they were and my english wasn't so
hot either,I mean you know the way I talk.
Well I wasn't as smart as the other kids but I didn't want to go to no special
school neither.No sir. So I begged the principle of the school to stay you
know, "I got just as many thoughts as them other kids," I said "I just can't
say them as well"
I begged alright... but he wasn't going to change his mind. And I didn't go to
that special school, no sir. I had too much pride for that,no sir.
The kids and the teachers they used to make fun of me, they thought I didn't
know but I knew. I use to go home crying and cursing god for not makin' me
as smart as the other kids. But I don't cry no more and I don't curse god
neither 'cause I found out something those kids and teachers may never find
out.
Fancy words and fancy thoughts don't mean a thing 'cause those kids and
teachers they've forgotten all about the feeling of love.
Love... yeah that's about the fanciest word I know, and you know I wish I
could teach those kids and teachers about love, but I was slow in learning
about school they're slow in learning about love.
Hey you know maybe we should send 'em to a special school!
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