Our Corner Poem by Richard Merrell

Our corner is along the street
As far as you can go;
And if you have problems
Then we don't want to know.
Our corner is a refuge
So we don't have to face
The reality of the problems
That plague the human race.
Our corner is our world
So we can forget the other man
For he can go to hell!
Most times we wish he can.
Our corner is all by itself
But, just the other day
Someone knocked upon our door
With something bad to say.

'Your corner can't remain alone'
Did this person say;
'For you must learn to leave it
and help others in their way.

Our corner we replied
Is very, very small
And there is no room in it
For someone else, at all.

'Your corner might be small' said he
'But leave it or you'll find,
your little, little corner -
just suits your little mind.'