If I could

by Matthew Borczon / January 28th, 2018

walk on
water
I would
count fishes
like gumballs
in the
ocean’s glass
machine
If I could
run like
horses
I’d take
this hammer
and carry
it to
the captain
tell him
I’m gone
o yeah
tell him
I’m gone
if I could
love like
Jesus
I would
turn water
into wine
and drink
with the
sinners
if I could
sing like
Sinatra
I would
hold
New York
with 2 hands
if I could
roar like
a lion
I would
scream
at the
world to
slow down
learn love
and make
friends
if I could
forgive
like Gandhi
I would
face the
mirror and
smile at
my enemy
if I was
a hero
like Audie
Murphy I
would scrape
the battlefield
and plant
a victory garden
that would
bloom and
die because
everyone there
to tend it
would have
gone home.

Matthew Borczon recently retired from the United States Navy reserve after 20 years of service. He has published 17 books of poetry; the most recent PTSD a Living Will is available through Rust Belt Press. He is married with 4 children Read other articles by Matthew.

This article was posted on Sunday, January 28th, 2018 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.