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Extraordinary Outsider 

 

by Meena Shamaly

Stealing glances

Behind thick rim glasses

At the next desk

 

He watches her as she types furiously

Her eyes on the job; on the story

But he knows

He knows he's the story

He's the story she's writing

The story she is wishing for

The human she will love

The outsider she will marvel at

And the man she will hold in her arms

Like his mother held a baby, years ago

A child crash-landed into her life

Kissing an apocalypse goodbye

Finding safety in his angels, in his love

In his new-found adopted family In his father figure from another bloodline

 

Escaping demons he didn't even know he'd have

And enmities forged before he'd have a chance to meet them

Demons demanding retribution for what they believe to be

The sins of his fathers

Demons demanding the status of gods among mortals

Envious of this man, heeded as a god

Among men

 

A god stealing glances

Behind thick rim glasses

At the next desk

 

She doesn't know he's not really from around here

After all, his stay isn't, strictly speaking, legal

But what other choice was he given?

What else could he have done?

 

If Superman had applied for asylum as a refugee

Citing exploding planet as his reason for leaving

Would this country's policies contain him?

Would they contain this man born in the turmoil of apocalypse and war

To two self-sacrificing parents And raised by a family

On human values and love

To serve nothing less than justice and good

As his main concern?

 

Would they see that?

 

Or would they simply reject him out of fear

Of what they didn't know?

Fear that he'll come here and steal all our children's jobs?

When all he wanted to do

Was make an honest living

While he kept the honest living?

How is this alien any different

To the Afghani man escaping a war zone?

The child from Sierra Leone escaping a torn home?

Or the Egyptian family escaping a failed revolution?

 

This alien stealing glances

Behind thick rim glasses

At the next desk

Looking for love like the rest of us

 

This is my faith in humanity

And I believe

That if your refugees had the strength

Of the Man of Steel

They would defend and save this very nation they call home

If you let them.

 

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