Special Emblems Resemble This One Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

Speak of emblems that resemble others.
Ask why they do not resemble you.
You are the face of life yet they forgot
to add you on.

What will you do now that they stand,
blowing in the wind without your face?
Will you sing along and hope people
see you were excluded. Or chant the
real chanson that says you know better.

I long to see you in action doing that,
for you know what to do when you are
left behind. Grind to powder the truth,
and sift out the grit, and then make
your own design for it will be acceptable,
even to those who ignored you.

I did not say ignored for I wanted to say
you taught them that they were ignorant,
to go on and put up the emblems. They
now realize that they resemble this one.
The chest that bears the heap on which
the emblems stands, says it all.

Let there be an exclamation mark,
in the space so that everybody looks.
They will not be looking for you.
They will need you so much that
your giving will show the world
it almost went forward without you.
That would have been going a
step back. Halt! You said this
with your deeds, doer of the unusual.