Play 11 - A somewhat corny letter to the world, to be performed on rooftops

My heart brims with happiness whenever I see the snow

- Ice cold

A quiet settles in

- Ice cold

​And ​I watch my breath, suddenly tangible

- ice cold 

Listen to the wind and the creaking of my footsteps

- ice cold

I can't imagine never having seen it

- melting

but then again I can't imagine being used to a warmth, a baking, a fan oven of hot wind in my face since the day I was born

-melting

I can't imagine never having tasted fish or getting used to giant spiders or snakes

- melting

Or swimming in the ocean in my home town without freezing or finding black beaches a novelty

-melting

I don't know what growing up in a poor area feels like, though I've been poor in a rich one

- melting

I can't put myself in shoes of people living in a different world

- melting

I only know what I know

- what

I only know who I know

- who

I only know this northerly wind, though I've felt others on my skin momentarily

- how

I only know a society where I have certain rights

- why

And I can't pretend that my experience is universal



But I know people love the same

- wholeheartedly

And I know people bleed the same

-wholeheartedly 

And I know people laugh the same

- wholeheartedly

And I know people feel hunger the same

- body and soul

And I know people crave alike

- body and soul

And lust alike

- body and soul

And stare up into that sky feeling the same kind of tiny


So when I say let me in I want you to imagine looking up at the moon in all seven continents at once

And when I say call this home with me I want you to taste the salt of the five oceans of this planet and tell me how they differ

Because it may be snowing here, now, but that sun has us all in its gaze. It can see you building that wall around you from outer space. It's not a rat race, it's not a maze. It's a moment in time, meet me face to face.