What I Know

Bren Kleinfelder, 1996

I know I’m addicted to the risk of staring at people and not getting caught. 

I know that I am prejudiced and yet fear being judged unfairly. 

I know a lie by a dart in the eye but avoid the confrontation. 

I know Jesus was a great guy but I don’t dwell on it. 

I know politicians do not care about me and I vote for them anyway. 

I know abortion is murder to some and a second chance for me. 

I know that time marches on when I felt time stood still. 

I know my heart is full even though it has a murmur. 

I know I am terrified of drowning but drive a boat to work. 

I know balance is part of my organic makeup but I like to rock the boat. 

I know television distorts reality but I still get concerned. 

I know malnutrition is not a state of mind but anorexia is. 

I know war is hideous but I can’t pull my eyes from the pictures. 

I know people who’s politics make me puke but I’d still share a meal. 

I know humankind is not always kind and my kind are not always human.