Save These, Where on Earth and Who Might I Be?

The mother and housewife from Chile,

The migrant laborer from Mexico, the

soccer player from Hungry, the couple

from Mumbai, and their celebrated

Festival of Lights, The African American

drummers and dancers flowing rhythmically,

a delight to the eye, the German neighbor

and friend, the grandfather from Greece.

The Vietnamese refugee who maintains the

place where I live, the Zuni Native American

Fancy Dancer, the Japanese Taiko drummer,

the Korean student and the shopkeeper from

Ukraine, the Aussie and Brit, the Israeli musician,

the Palestinian tailor, the Italian restaurateur, the

Filipino and Puerto Rican servicemen and women,

the imam from Pakistan, the waitress from Iran,

the businessman from Amsterdam, the neighbor

next door from Singapore—Save all these and so

much more, where on Earth and who might I be?

Surely just a lone and bland, homogenized white

guy of undetermined immigrant ancestry, devoid

of culture and diversity, sans the beautiful faces

and customs gathered together and blended into

a brilliant spectral array of universal harmony.

Chris Hanch 1-11-19