Maybe

I’ve never been a Peasant starving

then dying in the streets.

Maybe in another life,

some other life, not this…

I’ve never been a Prostitute

selling tricks and treats.

Maybe in another life,

some other life, not this…

I’ve never been a Prisoner,

a rebel in defeat.

Maybe in another life,

some other life, not this…

I’ve never been a fearsome Pirate

stealing as I please.

Maybe in another life,

some other life, not this…

I’ve never been a warrior Soldier

killing on command.

Maybe in another life,

some other life, not this…

I’ve never been a Sovereign reigning

in a distant land.

Maybe in another life,

some other life, not this…

I’ve never been a hero Saviour

setting others free.

Maybe in another life,

some other life, not this…

I’ve never been a martyr Saint

nor aspiring to be.

Maybe in another life,

some other life, not this…

I’m just who I am now

and how I wish to be,

maybe growing wiser,

following my bliss…

(June 29, 2021- Shelley Wilson)