To take the point of view of a curtain fig tree
or a wallaby
I become part of the ecosystem
and see myself a part of it
not the ruler of it.
To take the point of view of a refugee
coming by air, or boat
from a camp or via an escape however they can
I see common humanity
and that fate could place me
there but somehow I was
given a home here through my
migrant mother marrying one
To take the point of view of the
woman with her hijab hassled
in the streets because she represents
what some people fear makes
me wonder what I would feel and do.
To take the point of view of someone
who truly believes they are better
than me because of their colour
because someone told them so
and they were surrounded by others
who believed it so
and I am just an aberration
an exception to the rule
that feels like that would be so hard
Can I really step inside privilege and
Can I find any empathy for those
that have made me and others invisible?
To take the point of view of
person rising up and no longer
respecting people just because
they are born to privilege means
I see the long line of history
stretching back and people
oppressed rising up.
They are finding their voice.
To take the point of view
by walking a mile in someone else’s shoes
some of us have been doing that for centuries
Now we want to take off ill fitting shoes
and walk in ones we’ve made.
We want to walk in our bare feet
free from misconceptions, judgement
and with opportunity
into a future we’ve contributed to.
Today’s personal poetry challenge was a point of view poem. I wrote more about the process of trying to find a point of view poem. Perhaps my actual point of view poem will come into being over the next week. I do love the example poem Joyce Sidman has of Alice Shertle’s ‘A Frog in a Well sees the World.’