Don’t Stereotype Me

 

 

Don’t stereotype me

Because I don’t agree with you,

Have I become a villain

Because of my varying view?

 

Don’t stereotype me

Because of the way I dress,

With that kind of labeling

I am definitely not impressed.

 

Don’t stereotype me

Because I am not in your club,

Just like you, please understand

I do the things I love.

 

Don’t stereotype me

On account of my community,

That may be the best I can do;

I mean financially.

 

Don’t stereotype me

Because I was talking to your foe,

It was none of your business

You don’t need to know.

 

Don’t stereotype me

Because of where I am employed,

It might not pay as much as you

But it gives me joy.

 

Don’t stereotype me

And disdainfully call me a fool

Simply because unlike you

 I did not go to a top school.

 

 

Don’t stereotype me

Because you know more than me,

I may not know what you know

But I am no dummy.

 

Don’t stereotype me

And say I can’t do anything,

If given a chance you’d be surprised

What to the table I can bring.

 

Don’t stereotype me

Because I work for you,

If I could do any better than that

Better I would do.

 

Do not stereotype me

Because I find value in life,

Perhaps I had a break you did not

But I don’t mean you strife.

 

All day long we stereotype

People we think we know,

It’s like, say and do as you see me do

For life is really my show.

 

How deluded we can get

As we climb to dizzying heights

When all but ourselves

We stereotype!

 

Each time you stereotype me

You show me just who you are

And just like you, I am better than you,

So much better by far.

 

Don’t stereotype me

Be I what you like or hate,

What you see is what you get,

I am me at any rate.

 

Stewart Russell © November 23, 2021

 

Out of the Old Testament into the New

I hope you’ve been following closely, I hope you are aware,

That now comes the transition the New Testament is here;

Beginning with the Gospels and moving through the Acts,

We will follow the Apostles and be guided by their tracks.

In the beginning was the Word and the Word was God,

And his own refused him did not give as much as a nod;

But to all who came to him all that believe on his name,

To them he gave his power for they were the ‘born again’.

This same Word became flesh and resided with man,

Man did not esteem the Master and from him he ran;

Moses gave the law but Christ brought truth and grace,

Thus Jesus Christ is the answer for all the human race.

Matthew, Mark, Luke and John tell the Gospel story,

How the Saviour Christ did come from his throne in glory;

Mary was betrothed to Joseph in the meantime he did tarry,

But then her strange conception stopped his plan to marry.

Then Joseph was told in a dream, “Take Mary as your wife,”

For that which was conceived in her was not an ordinary life;

A virgin shall bring forth a son, did Isaiah the prophet foretell,

His name, meaning God with us, shall be called Emmanuel.

Mary went to visit Elizabeth way up in the hill country,

Elizabeth was excited to hear the salutation from Mary;

Her babe leapt within her and she asked in all her glee,

Why should the mother of my Lord come to be with me?

Zacharias who was a high priest was one day in the temple,

Performing ministrations when appeared the angel Gabriel;

Told that his wife would have a son and that in her old age,

Was struck dumb when he argued, “no, never at her stage.”

Only at the circumcision would he have his voice again,

So on a piece of paper he was forced to write the name;

They called him Zacharias but Elizabeth said he is John,

The name the angel gave before the baby was born

An Extract from The Bible in Poetry

Stewart Russell (c) 2013