No Harm Done Poem by David Harris

Whenever I sit on a park bench,
someone will sit down beside me
thinking I look like someone they know.
They speak to me as if I'm an old friend.
When they realize their mistake
they want to apologize,
but I smile and quietly say.
"No harm done." As they begin to leave.

It always happens when I'm alone
and some think that I mind,
when in fact I do not mind at all.
Most just, feel they need to talk
whether it is a stranger or friend
and I must have a kindly face
that attracts them all the time
and I do not mind that at all.

My motto is very simple.
I might feel like them one day
and I hope someone will listen
when I have something to say.
I never turn my back
on whom ever it may be,
whatever race or creed they might be
as we are all just human beings.

One day I hope the world
will see things through my eyes.
Then we will at last see the peace
between all my fellow citizens
of this planet that
all of us call our home.
That is why whenever
someone speaks to me
there is never any harm done.



2 September 2012