Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Everyman

Everyman feels,
everyman bleeds,
everyman breaths,
everyman is just like the other.
Everyman blinks,
everyman eats,
everyman drinks,
everyman is just like th other.
Everyman is born,
everyman lives,
everyman dies,
everyman is just like the other.
everyman, like everyman
but...
Why are these men hunted,
why are these men hated,
why are these men killed?
Are theses men not just like the others?
or...
Is it because of their race,
because of their religion,
because of their tradition?
are these men not just like the others?
Don't these men
Feel, bleed, breath,
Eat, drink, blink,
aren't they born
don't they live
do they die?
what makes these men different from you and me?
...
we make them different

4 comments:

Jonathan said...

Everyman is a morality play from the early eighteenth century.

Ben said...

what do you mean?

Madeleine said...

hehehehehe
sorry
i'm laughing at jon. or with him. i'm not sure... maybe both
this poem is good. this sort of topic always makes me so angry. so so so angry, you have no idea. 'though she be but little she is fierce."
yess. i don't understand it, so that is why i am going to further study it.

Ben said...

BUT WHAT DOES IT MEAN!!!!