Thank You Poem by Javier Palencia

Thank You



If I had not slept
in the dirtiest beds
with the creepiest bugs,

if I had not known
the sharpest hunger,

if I had not been
lonely
as the last mammoth on earth,

if my legs had not shivered with fear,

if I hadn’t been
in a hell
you will never get to know,

if I had not fell
in the deepest pit of love,

if my bones hadn’t been
soaked
and my eyes hadn’t been
dried
and my knees hadn’t been
broken,

if I had just not felt
all there is to feel,
or if I had not adored
all there is to adore,

if I had not been happy
as a million rhododendrons
being stripped of their mist
with a new sunshine
at the very heart of the Himalayas,

if I had not been sad
as a million stray dogs
beaten with a stick
by their formerly
loving, caring owners,

then,
and only then,
my dear, well-meaning fellow human,

I would take your cheap, your clean,
your well-nourished, futile lessons.

(but thank you for the effort, anyway)

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