The Other Me Poem by Julius Lenaiyarra

Don't you look at me like that
That I am too simple, simple in your eyes
Look at me and say something
You have a future, try your luck
But a humble beginning, I believe
What about the other me?

You say I'm silent
When I know exactly what to do
Beating the bushes, knowing the way
Words, fifty-fifty; staggering actions
It's all there, can't you see?
I'm silent because you spoke
To take your command
Is what you demand
What about the other me?

The other me is silent and rational
Waiting for this time, not procrastinating
In a friendly voice telling you
To wipe off the tear
To stop the pain you inflicted
To pay for my property you took
The other me is angry
Waiting and waiting
Admiring your brutality
As your whip lashes my sour wounds
To make them drain again
I've been waiting for the other me
Deeply inside myself
Deeply inside my thoughts
The other me is courageous.