Tet

by John Smallshaw
(London )

They talk to me
in
a language
I don't understand,
these people
from
a foreign land
and
am I to blame?

I seek priority among
those
with whom
I'd rather be,
those
who
speak the same
as me
and yet I still don't
understand.

It takes a man to make a man
to understand his fellow man
and I understand that I'm not
there yet.