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OPEN YOUR EYES

  • Jul 10
  • 1 min read

By William Rag




Judge, jury and executioner by race, gender, colour.

Warped from the pages and texts of long-ago ages.

Hate and bile a tendency of your vile self-supremacy.

Blame those outside to cover the rot from your own inside.

So narrow in belief fail to see both ways on the street

And the car that struck was a Tesla – what luck!

The paramedic was born in Nigeria.

The ambulance driver transgender.

The surgeon a woman.

The anaesthetist’s first language is Farsi.

Your blood transfusions came from Muslims and Hindus.

The intensive care nurse’s father is from Paraguay. His mother from Poland. His husband from China.

It’s thanks to them, and all the medical others - the sisters and brothers,

Daughters, sons, fathers, mothers -

That you can now open your eyes.




 
 

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