You're Not A Community Poem by David Welch

You hear it all the time these days,
people talk of communities,
but then when you heard what they say
you can't help but think it's funny,
they don't talk of where people live,
or of neighbors getting along,
it's obvious that the lefties
are getting ‘community' wrong.

They speak of the ‘black' community,
and rail about it all the time,
as if somehow your skin pigment
means you all have a common mind,
That if two people with dark tints
are seen out walking down the street,
that they must have something in common,
how else could it be ‘community? '
But that one guy is a doctor,
grew up middle class in a suburb,
and is quite obsessed with Star Wars,
and other stuff favored by nerds.
The other one's a drug addict,
a sob-story clipped from the news,
he grew up without a father,
he grew up beaten and abused.
Do they go to secret meetings
with other people of dark shades?
Do they agree on what to believe,
or even live in the same state?
I think they are just two people,
different as two people can be,
the fact that their skin tones are close
doesn't make them ‘community.'

They speak of the ‘gay' community,
and obsess of that three percent,
as if there's some great unity,
amongst ranks of gents who like gents.
But again the same fact comes up,
when you look at a person gay,
really, do any two of them
ever at or think the same way?
I've met gay men so flamboyant
you would think them a stereotype,
and others who love beer and sports,
normal guys, just different at night.
I've seen lesbians so masculine
they can out-bro the broest frats,
and fashionable ‘gay' women
who dabble, then to men go back.
Am I to think all these people
can be rolled up in one lump sum?
That they care more for other gays
then for family, or straight loved ones?
I do not think it works like that,
the whole notion just leaves one vexed,
gayness isn't a 'community, '
it's just a fondness for the same sex.

I use these two as examples,
but this trend goes far beyond them,
the lefties just pick out some traits,
unchosen by women and men,
then build those traits up into walls,
pens and paddocks, like we are cows,
demand we stay where they placed us
by shouting ‘community' loud.
But it's all a load of garbage,
humans are not wired this way,
we are mixed matched with strangers,
amidst all them life's game is played.
Communities aren't skin color,
sex choices, age, weight, or gender,
communities are who we live with,
the people who make our work turn.
Those people are community,
and those people can't be defined,
because shallow, superficial things,
pale before the soul and the mind.