A Better Understanding Poem by Pierre Rausch

It had nothing to do with you
You only had to read the papers
To be an object of suspicion once
At pictures and frowns, at a window
A better understanding, how is it going to be
A better understanding, painted on the end of
each case
In a hostel run by moms and nuns
A better understanding with a license and
freedom
In a big place with lots of life
Rather than starting off and choose from there
Blazed out through the tears and suddenly wanted
to cry
You're very good to us
Chorus
It wasn't as children would have expected
Offered the more distant of congratulations
The cupboards and drawers
Bearing my advice away
Chorus
Not a phone
Had been left together
Looked glowing
Shiny and smart
Repeat