Invisible

You can’t see me
Cause I’m not like thee
Am I invisible?
Am I not divisible
by your number?
So I should slumber
For when you need me
and try to wake me
and hold me as a scapegoat
for when your throat is gone
and you need someone
to speak for you
or when your pockets are thorn
and you need someone
to sew it up
or when your shoes are worn
and you need someone
to walk your way.
I should stay asleep or
I should get up, creep up
To watch you plow the soil
bear the toil, all by yourself
cause you can’t remember myself
when the sun shines
and all is alive and well.
Is the sun too bright
that you can’t see my sight
or should God lessen the light
Cause this isn’t right.
So when the sun sets
you too will become invisible to me
you will blend with the darkness
and see the harshness you bestowed upon me.
Is this too harsh?
What’s harsh is being ignored half the time
What’s harsh is having to watch from afar
the fun you enjoy in the sun but
when the rain starts to pour,
everyone runs for cover and
you come running to the invisible.
“Where art thou,” you utter.
But will I be there anymore?
In my head, I’ll hear two voices and one will say,
“I won’t see you cause you aint like me.”
But the greater force will say,
“You have heard that it was said,
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
But I say to you, Do not resist an evildoer.
But if anyone strikes you on the right cheek,
turn the other also.”
Will I be able to forget the wrongs
and follow the God in me?
Cause I’m only human . .