If I Were A Cartoonist Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

if I were a cartoonist
and you were my cartoon
what in this twisted world
you’d rather be?
would you rather be me
making characters I don’t know
as if I have doubts who I am?
or share the space on this forum
like a prince-charming chameleon?
my hands are gifted to pencil you
as my mind would rather have you
but I would like you to have wings
to soar above the clouds
to heave and sigh
in the illimitable blue sky
to seek adventure
to seek tangential shape and form
to keep rising above the crowd
and be whatever you must be
free as the wind
free as the cartoon I cannot be.